My Forbidden Paris Night: Sucked Off and Double-Teamed in Secret
Here in my bedroom, I unlock my Private Locker. That digital vault where I bury the filthiest secrets. Tonight, the thrill wins. I spill it all. For you. That humid Paris summer evening. We stroll arm in arm. Kissing nonstop. Your lips smear my permanent red lipstick away. Heat clings to my skin. Short flowy…