My head down
PoemMy head sliding down You standing Against the wall pining Blind of what s happening. You feel my hand On your neckCarressing. Feeling a sensation of Cold running A ice in my hand Rubbing your tits Hot and cold feeling. My head going down Slowly In your back you feel My lips kissing. You shaking Feeling my hand MeetingYour wet pussy moaning. My head rubbing your cheek My hand caressing your tits. I lift up your leg Sliding...