Sometimes I wonder if we’re drawn to certain people like gravity, caught in the space between a smile and a shared glance. It’s interesting how words can dance unspoken, leaving an electric hum in the air. How many minutes would you lick my Japanese ass?
Sometimes I wonder if we’re drawn to certain people like gravity, caught in the space between a smile and a shared glance. It’s interesting how words can dance unspoken, leaving an electric hum in the air. 🌀✨How many minutes would you lick my Japanese ass?
