Thread:Rose thorn rocks/@comment-27147599-20171127014924/@comment-27824390-20171203043910

Grace whithered under him, and let out a soft whimper of need, feeling the waves of pleasure as the sweet scent in the air thickened by the second.

"...no icecream. But sure, i'll make pancakes" Damien chuckled and let her to the kitchen.