Groans

I want the afternoon sun to shine through my windows and turn us into silhouettes. I want to breathe you in as you undress every inch of me. I want your soft lips to destroy my innocence. And when we are both naked, I want you.

I want your body.

I want your touch.

I want your fucking moans.

Good evening.

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