When my eyes enjoyed you watching me, touching myself, my fingers lure inside in this noon.
Those wandering hands and soft little moans with hips twitching a solo show...
His peach-turned lips and murmuring tooth, with unstoppable fingers.
when he was ordered to stay away rather watching .. The nameless ache with endless craving under his feverish skin with inexplicable chaos, None gave me that possible sootheness.. But his eyes .. It made me surrender !