Saturday, 17 March 2018

The young one - staging

Oh baby I did miss you. Kissing, caressing, running your hands around me. 

Silence - “What are you thinking?” 

“Im just looking at you”.

You have always eaten with a wild hunger. Still starving. God its good. And your cock is still thick and big. 

You’re hair has grown, your shoulders have broadened. 

Breath - “I fucking love your body”.


And I still love you fucking it.