my boyfriend wears clothes in a way that completely turn me on with absolutely no word of what he is doing to me. when he lazes around the house in those khaki soft knits he has no idea what it does to me. I love him in black and brown, well he wears that black leather better then I could. despite the fact that he could almost pass as a hangman or kings executioner in the leather...but it turns me on like doing else.

he has no idea what he is doing to me, well maybe he does and just likes to tease a bit. but I want to have him on the floor. god I would do anything to have those arms wrapped around me.

forget everyone else. I AM THE ONE YOU WANT! I LOOK YOUNGER THEN WHAT I AM. AND LOOK GREAT WHEN I HAVE A FEW WINGS.