A Tender Dream – More Than Just Fog Lights
The time is ripe. Ripe for tender touches and undisturbed togetherness. Finally, we have only each other, completely without obligations. I feel an exciting mix of nervousness and curiosity. A brief moment on the terrace, a smoke break, while your eyes fixate on me. I feel your gaze on me, as you want to stroke my hair, caress my small breasts, and spank my firm butt. But suddenly, the loud rattling of the alarm clock tears me from this beautiful dream. It was only a fantasy! But why should it remain one? Contact me and let's make this tenderness reality. The time is ripe – for both of us
