Just a few minutes on rue de la Victoire. Such fragrance… Gypsy Women. Sorry dear, I whispered. Fornication can wait.
Green mint breath, with a predator’s thirst, her hot steamed plunder, spanked to affection; some candy man love. Her tom-tom […]
Slide skin, heat me up and poison my mind, killing this infection – taking my life, eating my dinner down, […]