January 5, 2012

Do Me

“So, what do you want to do?” I asked. We had already ate dinner, watched a movie, and put up with my spotty Internet. “You,” he said simply. My heart skipped a beat and I felt an aching, wet throb between my legs. I had been waiting for him to make a move, as we had already discussed having sex. “Okay,” I answered, in an excited, nervous way. Not really… Read More »Do Me