Want To Cum
Late summer. Morning sun soft on still-tan sleep-warmed skin. Words of want greet my still-sleepy vision as I loll toward consciousness. “I want to cum,” he says via text. But… Read more »
Late summer. Morning sun soft on still-tan sleep-warmed skin. Words of want greet my still-sleepy vision as I loll toward consciousness. “I want to cum,” he says via text. But… Read more »