Morning isn’t my time. My body stretches lazily, begging for..
Added 2025-03-14 10:17:40 +0000 UTCMorning isn’t my time. My body stretches lazily, begging for just a little more warmth, a little more sweet idleness… The blanket holds me tight, refusing to let go, and I don’t resist.
Why rush when I can indulge? Slowly, sensually, playfully… Just a few more moments in this tender captivity. Or maybe I need someone who can truly wake me up? 😏🔥
