Dec 21, 2020
too far or if that’s all heat. I mean, I know how you are about your flannels. You hold my gaze. Longer than comfortable. Damn, am I in trouble? I hear the tell tale snick of a blade opening. Feel the cold burn of steel as you touch the flat side of the blade to the soft part of my exposed shoulder. I don’t look away, though my breath hitches. “Be careful how you play, Doll.” And then snip. With a flick of your wrist, there goes my bra strap.
Sounds like this little fantasy is a great way to spice up an afternoon out shopping. 🔥🥵
