Proper greeting
Mosquitos and mulch on july 4...very odd way to party
Numbers are on their side
bullets
moaning loud into your mouth
as her tongue rubs and parts me
peeking in for a moment
Baby you're a firework...
My tongue deep in your mouth
Mmmmmmmm
You taste so good Molly
Chuckles at mosquito war
When You Wish Upon A Star
peeks in,,,
When You Wish Upon A Star
Taking your hand in mine
his place
peeks in,,,,
waving a hand
searching for your hand
bucking
Tongue finding your wetness
Pressing tightly against you
sips my drink a little lost in thought
Kissing you deeply
Watching reetha