I’d smelled and tasted her before, but only on my fingers
. “You’re a virgin?”
“Yes…shameful isn’t it?”
“Maybe we should step back and think about this. The police were on their way; I could hear the sirens in the distance, but anything—absolutely anything--could happen before they had the situation under control
Sex Dyke. . There were butterflies in my stomach
I’d smelled and tasted her before, but only on my fingers
. “You’re a virgin?”
“Yes…shameful isn’t it?”
“Maybe we should step back and think about this. The police were on their way; I could hear the sirens in the distance, but anything—absolutely anything--could happen before they had the situation under control
Sex Dyke. . There were butterflies in my stomach
I’d smelled and tasted her before, but only on my fingers
. “You’re a virgin?”
“Yes…shameful isn’t it?”
“Maybe we should step back and think about this. The police were on their way; I could hear the sirens in the distance, but anything—absolutely anything--could happen before they had the situation under control
Sex Dyke. . There were butterflies in my stomach
Love Advent 2017 - Day 8 - Madison Beer by Phil Poynter