F/39 Remember the way my skin felt underneath your finger tips? How your hands caressed my body, feeling every curve, memorizing every inch. How you cupped each breast, lifting it to your lips, taking my swollen, hard nipple into your mouth. Please remin
nothing sets my mind into a calm mood like the smashing of waves on the rocks, the salt in the air and the brisk winds from the ocean. Really takes me back to my roots.