Sunday morning
just woke up, I hear him mutter as always in the kitchen. I get nervous, even me nervous.
Luckily my nipple peeks from the skimpy nightgown, only to touch it with my arm feel better.
I am a career woman, a crisis with her boyfriend. Exhibitionist, but mostly hetero beautiful women excite me too, a lover of literature and erotic photography, worshiper of beauty. Here I want to tell what goes through my head and the legs in this particular phase of my life.
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