March 19, 2026
I'm under the covers now. It's dark, warm, and very wet. Because I'm touching myself and thinking about what it would be like if you were here. With me. In this darkness.
Your hands on my waist. Your lips on my neck. Your whisper: "Quiet, don't wake the neighbors." And I can't stay silent, because you do it exactly the way I like.
I'm already on the edge. Just a little more. Just a little more...
Help me come. Write one word that will push me over the edge😈💦
