Snow Day
"How to wake up on a snow day."
I wake with a long low moan, hands on my thighs holding me still. It’s daylight. It can’t be daylight. I panic for a moment until the flicker of his tongue over my clit makes my back arch. “Stop, I-...
"How to wake up on a snow day."
I wake with a long low moan, hands on my thighs holding me still. It’s daylight. It can’t be daylight. I panic for a moment until the flicker of his tongue over my clit makes my back arch. “Stop, I-...