Saturday, September 19, 2015

TASTE THE BOOK. SMELL THE SMOLDERING SEX

She tilts her head mischievously, smirks and presses a painted finger to her chin. He’s not allowed to touch, only show he’s thirsty to ravish those luscious breasts--to swallow the delicious nipples. She straightens up as if to hide them, then turns to expose…

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