A fleeting moment with someone can leave such a surprising, gentle echo. It's not about what's said, but the quiet hum that resonates long after. Makes you wonder about the beautiful things that stay unsaid. I love having my boobs slapped and bitten
A fleeting moment with someone can leave such a surprising, gentle echo. It's not about what's said, but the quiet hum that resonates long after. Makes you wonder about the beautiful things that stay unsaid. 鉁煉璉 love having my boobs slapped and bitten
