It was a typical Friday night, everyone was laughing, drinks were flowing and I felt sexy and excited. There was no intention of what was to happen, but then again, my body seems to take over when she is offered pleasure.
This lip-gloss reminds me of his cock
As I sit like a queen on my flesh throne, I am thriving.
The sexiest thing a man has ever said to me was,
I am focusing on my ass as I ride home; Only because my bicycle seat is as comfortable as a jagged rock. I let my mind drift away from the annoying pain and look into the snow strewn sky. Why did I ride my bike in this weather? Why am I not at home under the covers taking photos of my thighs, of my lips?
I can see them watching me, it feels good.