"God what is it about you." My voice trembled as his thumb softly stroked my cheek. "I just can't help it." I leaned into his hand as a tear rolled down my face.
"God what is it about you." My voice trembled as his thumb softly stroked my cheek. "I just can't help it." I leaned into his hand as a tear rolled down my face.
He growl lowly as my breath become shallow from this steamy sessions. Within a second, he digs his canines into my skin, and moans escape my mouth at this newly found pleasures. He tightens his grip...