He smiled down on me, his boyish smile and I could not help myself but smile back. For the first time in ages he held me. Hot sex video My fingers shook as I moved the mouse, ***********ed another tab and started to type. And somehow it comforted me, to smell him, even if it was just his clothes, around me. And now? Smiling I touched his neck, fumbled with the short hairs on the back of his head. I think I can even live with the knowledge, that you can’t bear to look at me and we split up, but I can’t live like this any longer. Lying back and breathing heavily, I enjoyed his fingers touching me, exploring the familiar folds, he hadn’t touched
