Taking Care Later.
I had to head home today for a bit while Ava ran some errands. As I lay back on the couch one thing led to another and I spent the majority of my time wishing my hand were Ava’s. With my eyes closed I could imagine her head bent over, mouth open slightly, , licking her lips and breathing hard, descending…
I didn’t satisfy myself. I liked the idea of holding off until later when I had time to relax and let Ava take care of me. Any thoughts on how that should happen?
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