Lickable Souls
My husband, half asleep, with one bare sole left within reach. Some people will see a quiet morning. My body saw something else. π£
My husband, half asleep, with one bare sole left within reach. Some people will see a quiet morning. My body saw something else. π£
I fancied him. Then I got considerably closer. π Some bodies are attractive from across the room. Some memories go much further.
Open air. Bare skin. Nothing between him and the sky. A raw, exposed moment where modesty disappears and body language says everything. ππ₯
Right here. Right now. ππ₯ No thinking. No distractions. Just weight, pressure and sensation β staying completely inside the moment. π
Look properly. π You looked once, paused for a second too long, then pretended you didnβt look twice. Curiosity was never the innocent part. ππ₯
When everything else fades, this is whatβs left β pure, unfiltered reality π₯
Right where you want me. ππ₯ No pretending this time β two bodies, one rhythm, and absolutely no ambiguity about where this is going. ππ
Twice the temptation, twice the trouble. ππ No hiding now β just curves, closeness and far too much for your imagination to behave itself. ππ₯π
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