I can see you sitting across from me. Your eyes were dark and eerie. But there was nothing about you that screams danger. Your stance was high but the way the calmness of your stance starts to still me. You’re alone at the piano. The quickness of your fingers and the soulful music you were ...

Firm hands steady anxious hips with moist lips awaiting quivering kisses   Press your face against my lace and let my body sing   Precision with little hesitation sets the disposition   Insatiable craving yet slightly moistened anticipating powerful rumbling   Passion rips through her quietness, allowing soft purrs to escape moist lips   Press ...