a一varicious as his. I trail my fingers down his arms, down
his lower back to the waistband of his jeans and push my
intrepid, greedy hands inside, urging him on and on—
forgetting everything, except us.
a一varicious as his. I trail my fingers down his arms, down
his lower back to the waistband of his jeans and push my
intrepid, greedy hands inside, urging him on and on—
forgetting everything, except us.