To clasp the faded pen,
And see what she had once inspired
. My present continues to fade to before,
A second pondered, a second lost.
. I thought, Shit I hope she doesn’t remember what happened. I could feel my little pussy getting wet
To clasp the faded pen,
And see what she had once inspired
. My present continues to fade to before,
A second pondered, a second lost.
. I thought, Shit I hope she doesn’t remember what happened. I could feel my little pussy getting wet
To clasp the faded pen,
And see what she had once inspired
. My present continues to fade to before,
A second pondered, a second lost.
. I thought, Shit I hope she doesn’t remember what happened. I could feel my little pussy getting wet
