Winter night

by Dyce   Oct 13, 2013


We talk music for hours, Her attention is all I wanted, she held me tight and whisper in my ear she is feeling hot , in need for my inspection in my bedroom. She pressed her body on mine, trying to' resist the pleasure , i wanted more. The touch of her lips ignited my burning desire , slid my hands up to her thighs as she moans sweetly . Body heat increase , sexual procedure in motion. Heavy breathing till the night ends

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