I touched myself tonite.
I fondled the softest parts of my moan.
I pressed so hard my breath caught.
I almost said your name.
Over
and Over
Again
My skin is silent, not because it has nothing to say but because it’s waiting for you to begin.
Secret Thots for a Very Private Gentleman
tales, temptation, and titillation…
I touched myself tonite.
I fondled the softest parts of my moan.
I pressed so hard my breath caught.
I almost said your name.
Over
and Over
Again
My skin is silent, not because it has nothing to say but because it’s waiting for you to begin.
Dear Gentle Sir,
I’ve been thinking about the tip of your cock, the fullness of your shaft, and its shining bead of pre-cum… again.
Fuck me soon,
Lola xo