prettypennytraining:There’s something magical about having nothing to see, nothing to hold or touch,
prettypennytraining:There’s something magical about having nothing to see, nothing to hold or touch, nothing to say, nothing to taste, nothing left to do at all except feel his carpet beneath me and kneel. Although, as the inspiration starts to work through me, and I kneel better and better for him, I do think I can start to smell the scent of lust wafting from both of us. Which at least gives me something to look forward to. -- source link