Warmth. Softness. Dimmed lights, the morning sun coming up, accompanied by the smell of coffee. No need to get up right now...my hands slides over a breast, down my side, further down the cleft of my hip. I let my hand rest there for a bit, one finger on
I shaved my armpits a few weeks ago bc I damaged the hairs with bleach this summer π so Iβm starting out fresh again, do you think itβs growing in nicely? π