chipped-red-nail-polish:Then he was kneeling in front of me, his arms around my hips, kissing my bel
chipped-red-nail-polish:Then he was kneeling in front of me, his arms around my hips, kissing my belly, my thighs, his hands on my bare bottom, fingers in the silky wetness between my legs, tasting me there. My smell on his mouth as I knelt down with him, ran my hands over his body, opened his clothes, felt for him, hard, larger than I’d thought it would be. And I thought, there was no God, there was only what you wanted.Janet Fitch -- source link