RanyaDream

In the hands of the right man i can be a hundred different women, limited only by imagination and his willingness to make me feel safe. I want to be the first thing you touch in the morning, and the last thing you taste at night.What turns me onKiss my neck, bite me, pull my hair, trace my spine, hold me down, use your tongue, make me moan, don't stop till i'm shakingWhat turns me offLack of imagination