There is nothing more beautiful than the markings on your stomach, or the bruises lining your chest. I love knowing that you’re mine.
I love seeing your neck, covered with hickeys, exposed for everyone to see. It lets them know that you’re mine.
There is nothing more beautiful than the markings on your stomach, or the bruises lining your chest. I love knowing that you’re mine.
I love seeing your neck, covered with hickeys, exposed for everyone to see. It lets them know that you’re mine.