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 »
[DRAFT: 1] There is something… attractive(?)… No. Compelling? Hmmm… :: brief pause while Feve rolls the taste of that descriptor round her tongue :: Yes. I think ‘compelling’ is accurate…. Read more »