You are hot. His voice was thick, smoky; his lips moving against my breast. You turn me on. You make me care about things I never cared about before. You make me think. You make me warm.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
You are hot. His voice was thick, smoky; his lips moving against my breast. You turn me on. You make me care about things I never cared about before. You make me think. You make me warm.