rosenudelegs:A copse of trees, there, to my left, would be the perfect place,for us to hide and send
rosenudelegs:A copse of trees, there, to my left, would be the perfect place,for us to hide and send each other into outer space.Towards me now, here comes a man, smiling at me,stranger sex could scratch this itch and set my passion free.I tremble as I picture him, naked between my thighs,but I cast my eyes to the ground and carefully avoid the strangers eyes. -- source link