Caught in a daydream, I can't help but smile at the thought of stolen moments and quiet laughter. It’s those little sparks that light up the mundane—like shared glances that linger just a bit too long. Rosy and mischievous... just like my desire for you to touch me.
Caught in a daydream, I can't help but smile at the thought of stolen moments and quiet laughter. It’s those little sparks that light up the mundane—like shared glances that linger just a bit too long. 🌟✨Rosy and mischievous... just like my desire for you to touch me.
