visionaria: Think of me. Think of me tonight when you’re alone, touching yourself. Think of me, of my hand replacing yours, of my mouth. Think of how I want to be there with every fibre of my being. -Visionaria
visionaria: Think of me. Think of me tonight when you’re alone, touching yourself. Think of me, of my hand replacing yours, of my mouth. Think of how I want to be there with every fibre of my being. -Visionaria