ridingwild: she reclined across her love seat in the Indian summer’s dusky heat silkily sipping her tingling merlot and wearing naught but a wandering winsome smile the warm kiss of her dark drink reminded her every sense of those torrid nights with
ridingwild: she reclined across her love seat in the Indian summer’s dusky heat silkily sipping her tingling merlot and wearing naught but a wandering winsome smile the warm kiss of her dark drink reminded her every sense of those torrid nights with