Your hands. His hands. Same touch, different feelings. Both fighting for the predominance in my head. I'm just a bystander, speechless. Your incomprehension and self-seeking needs. Unloving hands over...
Your hands. His hands. Same touch, different feelings. Both fighting for the predominance in my head. I'm just a bystander, speechless. Your incomprehension and self-seeking needs. Unloving hands over...