ssertsimoh: There were nights of perfection. Crickets chirping. Candle crackling. Slow, connecting kisses.There was not hitting. There was no cumming. There wasn’t talking either, really. Just a beautiful space shared my striving lips… There were
ssertsimoh: There were nights of perfection. Crickets chirping. Candle crackling. Slow, connecting kisses.There was not hitting. There was no cumming. There wasn’t talking either, really. Just a beautiful space shared my striving lips… There were
