first-time-creampie

I unlock my private locker, heart pounding. This secret’s been locked tight. Now, I spill it raw. Sun rays stab through shutters. I crack an eye. Consciousness creeps back. Coach ride, Paris, Elodie. Fingers brush silk sheets. I’m naked on the bed. Sheet tangled at feet. Hair wild. Musky scent fills the room. Pastel walls,…