"What are you called?" he asked softly as he returned to stroking her
hair
. .
. She fell forward on top of him; her cheek pressed against his, while her hips kept moving in an erratic fashion before she couldn’t take it anymore, and had to stop moving. Over the next two years, she would get periodic updates from her mom
"What are you called?" he asked softly as he returned to stroking her
hair
. .
. She fell forward on top of him; her cheek pressed against his, while her hips kept moving in an erratic fashion before she couldn’t take it anymore, and had to stop moving. Over the next two years, she would get periodic updates from her mom
"What are you called?" he asked softly as he returned to stroking her
hair
. .
. She fell forward on top of him; her cheek pressed against his, while her hips kept moving in an erratic fashion before she couldn’t take it anymore, and had to stop moving. Over the next two years, she would get periodic updates from her mom
