Wednesday, September 13, 2017

Sometimes

Sometimes when I wake her.....he doesn't have to be there...I can smell the scent of him.....of her....and our her bed tells me the whole story....I know she had a great night because I heard them through the walls in my sissy bedroom.....I brought her coffee....and I knew she might be sore so I brought warm towels....she might not be interested in my tongue....it was available....as always....but of course it was entirely up to her!!!!!










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