You are my Springtime.
You are my Spring time. Cold days and colder nights, heavy clothing burden, I shall forget. You stand in the early June sun, showing me, tender shoulders blessed by the sun and your… Continue reading
You are my Spring time. Cold days and colder nights, heavy clothing burden, I shall forget. You stand in the early June sun, showing me, tender shoulders blessed by the sun and your… Continue reading
She sat in her bra and pantie, her bare feet moving and dancing in water of Lake Superior. I adored watching her and I traced her body with my eyes. I loved her… Continue reading