I whispered: (“…just feel my skin…feel anywhere you want to….
. . A week later, my bow made and a full quiver of arrows I began my search for a Deer or Bison I laughed maybe even a Bear
. And Tack for one. I thought of you today
as I stroked my swollen clit
as I drove two fingers into my slit
as I pushed a finger into my hole
I thought of you today
and maybe tomorrow I will tell you
that I want you to give me that pleasureful pain
before we sleep in one another’s arms.
is that!.
. He would remember
I whispered: (“…just feel my skin…feel anywhere you want to….
. . A week later, my bow made and a full quiver of arrows I began my search for a Deer or Bison I laughed maybe even a Bear
. And Tack for one. I thought of you today
as I stroked my swollen clit
as I drove two fingers into my slit
as I pushed a finger into my hole
I thought of you today
and maybe tomorrow I will tell you
that I want you to give me that pleasureful pain
before we sleep in one another’s arms.
is that!.
. He would remember
I whispered: (“…just feel my skin…feel anywhere you want to….
. . A week later, my bow made and a full quiver of arrows I began my search for a Deer or Bison I laughed maybe even a Bear
. And Tack for one. I thought of you today
as I stroked my swollen clit
as I drove two fingers into my slit
as I pushed a finger into my hole
I thought of you today
and maybe tomorrow I will tell you
that I want you to give me that pleasureful pain
before we sleep in one another’s arms.
is that!.
. He would remember
