I used to blog at T.
Remembering one moment, long past: My legs wrapped around your waist, your hip nestled against the cleft of my lips. My hand flowing from your shoulder to the small of your back, the other slipping between our flesh to cup your mound, feeling the heat of you pulsing lightly against the heart of my palm. Your shudder…and mine.
Rated…most likely, just a 6. It was too long ago, for both of us.
