My profile:
Your wrists are in handcuffs, And the curls are light brown. Want. I want. I want you! Gently squeezing my neck with beads.A sweet moan breaks out into cries, And a whip instead of a bath broom. The light sparkles on the skin, But you love to play the role of prisoners
This turns me on:
I like surprises
This turns me off:
I don't like freeloaders
