His Touch

 

His fingers traces the tattoos on my back.

Sending shivers down my spine.

Awakening pleasures, I locked away for so long.

His kissess are like wildfire, spreading fast and consuming me.

His hands explore every inch of my body.

I surrender to the pleasure of his touch.

His  hand caress my box and it reponds to every stroke.

As I lose myself in the pleasure he evokes.

My cum coats his fingers

If not from my flow, my shaking body

Shows the effect of his touch.