Hey Baby, She Is My Workmate, And It’s Been A Long Time Since I Thought You Should Meet Each Other

This Bond We Share

In the stillness, we communicate without words, a dialogue of trust.

We hold each other with a gaze, steady, unwavering— not a command, but an invitation. You yield, not out of weakness, but out of desire and trust.

In every whispered instruction, in every deliberate movement, we build and rebuild this bond we share.

i NEED to make out with a woman while i sit in her lap and let her grope me and tug on my panties until i’m whimpering and there’s spit stringing between us