my beautiful Michael
Michael looked down at Jennine and moved in clse. Jennine breathed in his scent deeply. She recognised the fragranc Bal a Versailles cause she owned it urely because she knew it was Michaels favorite. Luckily she had chosen to wear it too that day. Michael smiled when he mùi, nấu chảy ra it. He lowered his head and mùi, nấu chảy ra her neck. "Did bạn like dancing with me Jennine"? he asked biting his lower lip. long black lashes framed his màu hồng, hồng cheeks. Jennine gaze up at him and đã đưa ý kiến "I think bạn know the answer to that Michael" Michael giggled and đã đưa ý kiến "I guess I just wanted to hear bạn say it" Pulling her closer he looked directly in her eyes. Jennines tim, trái tim was hammering at the beautiful sight of him so close to her. Looking at his shiny red lips Jennine longed to Kiss them. As if hearing her prayer Michael still looking in her eyes gently put his lips to hers. Soft at first then thêm demanding. His tongue gently probed Jennines mouth.