The Good Stuff.
When i wake up every morning and get to see his face, well his back, but you know...
When i am sitting at work and he comes up behind me and feels my legs, and stockinged legs, when everyone but noone can see.
When he fights with me and then comes and picks me up from the kitchen floor. When he says he loves me. When I see him walk into the room.
When i imagine our life togather. The way we kiss, and how he shakes his penis at me. How he dances around the house naked, and talkes like donald Duck. That is the good stuff.
I love him......
When i am sitting at work and he comes up behind me and feels my legs, and stockinged legs, when everyone but noone can see.
When he fights with me and then comes and picks me up from the kitchen floor. When he says he loves me. When I see him walk into the room.
When i imagine our life togather. The way we kiss, and how he shakes his penis at me. How he dances around the house naked, and talkes like donald Duck. That is the good stuff.
I love him......