jukeboxemcsa: “You can’t stop, can you?” His voice poured into her ears like honey, trickling in sweetly around the pleasure that was slowly becoming the center of her existence. She tried to think about what he was saying, to force her dazed and
jukeboxemcsa: “You can’t stop, can you?” His voice poured into her ears like honey, trickling in sweetly around the pleasure that was slowly becoming the center of her existence. She tried to think about what he was saying, to force her dazed and