Intimate Playtime

Description

The room is quiet, the only sound is the rustle of the rug beneath us. She leans in close, her eyes locked on mine. I take her finger, letting it slide across my skin. Her lips find my cock, a silent invitation. I respond immediately, pressing myself closer. This is what I crave, this raw connection. The television sits silently, forgotten.

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