Sharing pleasures

 Shared pleasures

 

I remember your eyes, watching my hand sliding down my thigh. 

How they came alive and shimmered as I wrapped my fingers tight.

Their intense gaze as I slid my hand along the length of my cock.

 Watching and being watched, pleasure being shared through eyes alone.







Comments

molly said…
Yep, I do love watching

Molly

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