Dirty Little Fetish
The last push of hot air of the day lingers in my bedroom, with the light of the sun departing into the west, streaks of light cascade over my bed. It gives the room a softly romantic feel in the most natural of ways. Right now, the only things I can hear are my own breathing and the soft wooshing of the rotating ceiling fan.We planned for this last night, so I've had time to get things ready. I've thrown off my comforter and top sheet, leaving just the pillows so nothing gets in the way. Now...
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