The Persistence of Memory Ch 02
The Second Picture I reached into the box before me and my memories and brought out another photo. This one sent a twinge to my cock and I felt myself being swiftly aroused. It was you standing before a wooden door that was pierced by a clear glass window and you stood before it dressed only in a towel. My mind drifted to that time and I touched my growing cock as I remembered. ‘You must try a Finnish Sauna,’ I said as I guided you to the change room that I had found in the hotel. It was...