palm kisses

Daffniblog

While trying to tell him how tired I am he doesn’t pay attention and tries to get frisky. I walk away and threaten not to return until he’s ready to listen. Laid under my blankie in my favorite pink nightgown he tucks his shirtless body underneath me and bribes me with junk food to sit up. No frisky stuff and just talking, are my stipulations. I reveal a scroll from my mouth and hide it quickly behind my back. I tell him he’s not allowed to read it until he chooses the right hand. He wrestles me for it until he’s between my bare thighs and I’m giggling like an immature child. I’m still tired and while I want to be fucked I just don’t have the energy. I have my period and it’s messy, but then, when I look at him all I can think is how much I enjoy…

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