Milking him on the Couch
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Its late but I am always there for him, there is a connection with him I have never been able to explain. A raw, carnal energy that always has me engulfed in eroticism that normally I could abstain. He is different, something possessive always takes over my body every time I touch his skin with mine. Something warm inside every time I see that smile.
He wakes up to me on top of him, kissing him slowly sliding my cold hands inside his shirt to feel his toned chest. He is always warm, like a hot water bottle and my own personal hand warmer. I had missed the feeling of his thick.....
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Armarni Bulkani
