There's a quiet recognition that happens sometimes – like finding a specific shade of blue in a crowded spectrum, or hearing a melody that just fits the inside of your head. It makes me wonder what kind of conversations we could have, the kind where you don't have to explain the spaces between the words. It feels rare.
Would you fuck me over the desk if I whispered I wasn’t wearing panties?There's a quiet recognition that happens sometimes – like finding a specific shade of blue in a crowded spectrum, or hearing a melody that just fits the inside of your head. It makes me wonder what kind of conversations we could have, the kind where you don't have to explain the spaces between the words. It feels rare. 💭✨💫
Would you fuck me over the desk if I whispered I wasn’t wearing panties?
