He calls them my berries. And he loves berries.
I don’t know, though. I’d say they’re more like conduits. One touch and sparks of electricity fly straight to my pussy.
Maybe they’re instruments…He strummed them like guitar strings one night and I came over and over, writhing and crying.
Berries or musical instruments, either way, he knows exactly what to do with them.
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I like the berries analogy. Something about nips being edible is sexy.
Sexy and accurate since they spend so much time in his mouth when we’re together. 🙂
Berris or ones instrument they are beautiful.
I’m sure he conducts some some of the most lovely music when his fingers strum his instrument.
Oh yes, he does… 🙂
Great analogies for sure! And awesome pic as usual, Kayla 🙂
Thank you, thank you!
Great black on black fashion. Who said orange is the new black?They haven’t seen your picture.
LOL! Thanks! I was pretty impressed that the picture came out so well…no multiple takes or anything!
Love the teasing boob. 🙂
xoxox
🙂 So did a certain someone.