Her hands comb through the back of my hair gently. “When did you know?”

I smile. “The first time you let me come inside you without a rubber.

Autor: Emma Chase

Her hands comb through the back of my hair gently. “When did you know?”<br /><br />I smile. “The first time you let me come inside you without a rubber. - Emma Chase




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