Gasping… The distant sound of crickets fades. Skin presses against grass, bodies entwined in a heatwave. They toss aside their inhibitions, craving every inch of each other under the stars.
Gasping… The distant sound of crickets fades. Skin presses against grass, bodies entwined in a heatwave. They toss aside their inhibitions, craving every inch of each other under the stars.