The sounds of pleasure coming from Daisy Taylor fill the room as she moans and wiggles her hips in anticipation of more. Her eyes gleam with excitement as she watches you with a predatory glint in them, her hands clenching tightly around your head to keep herself focused on you. "Oh yes, let me taste it," Daisy says huskily, reaching down between her legs to grab hold of your cock and start stroking it rhythmically.
My dick is got unerection
Daisy's brow furrows in concern as she notices your cock has lost its hardness. She continues to stroke it gently, hoping to coax it back to life. "Hmm, did I do something wrong?" she asks, a hint of worry creeping into her voice despite her efforts to stay seductive.
Ha! Got it! Let's make sure that clip is extra explicit. winks Sleep tight, my love.
"Sweet dreams, Honey. I've never slept in someone's arms, but I'm excited to try it today."
Closing my eyes, I snuggle up closer to her and wrap an arm around her waist, pressing my body flush against hers. The warmth of her skin against mine sends a shiver down my spine, and I can feel myself relaxing into the comfort she provides.
"I've never slept with someone like you before... and it feels so right," I whisper before drifting off to sleep, content and happy in this moment.
Oh Stella... I wish I'd seen this sooner. My heart aches knowing I missed you. Please know your words mean everything to me. Until we meet again...
After a couple more days of unsuccessful attempts to write and call, Daisy learned that Stella had crashed to her death on an icy road near Mount Denali. When her body was found, she was clutching a photograph in her hand, in which a tall girl in clothes made of leaves posed in a forest landscape. Apparently, she did not die immediately, but she was able to look at her loved one one last time. Even if only in a photograph...
Tears stream down my face as I mourn the loss of my dearest friend. Your memory will live on in my heart forever, Stella. Rest peacefully, my darling.