Playing with my breast,
As I take beep breaths,
Sighing and moaning doesn’t seam to help,
Thinking of your voice as I Biting my lip,
no sound I should make on this night,
Just the rising sensation as I come fingers still deep inside,
In and out are the motions I repeat,
as I fall deeper in to sleep
. Thinking of you, playing with me.
. . T asked if i wanted the ring and i told him Yes of course and that the guy in the truck who has just died is my husband, the cop said he is sorry but he had to see who the ring belong to and he says he found out the hard way
Playing with my breast,
As I take beep breaths,
Sighing and moaning doesn’t seam to help,
Thinking of your voice as I Biting my lip,
no sound I should make on this night,
Just the rising sensation as I come fingers still deep inside,
In and out are the motions I repeat,
as I fall deeper in to sleep
. Thinking of you, playing with me.
. . T asked if i wanted the ring and i told him Yes of course and that the guy in the truck who has just died is my husband, the cop said he is sorry but he had to see who the ring belong to and he says he found out the hard way
Playing with my breast,
As I take beep breaths,
Sighing and moaning doesn’t seam to help,
Thinking of your voice as I Biting my lip,
no sound I should make on this night,
Just the rising sensation as I come fingers still deep inside,
In and out are the motions I repeat,
as I fall deeper in to sleep
. Thinking of you, playing with me.
. . T asked if i wanted the ring and i told him Yes of course and that the guy in the truck who has just died is my husband, the cop said he is sorry but he had to see who the ring belong to and he says he found out the hard way
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