Huddle
As we huddled next to the fire, our huddling turned to closeness which turned to kissing which turned to extreme kissing which turned into a night of passion.
I confess I brought on that ice-age so you’d huddle with me.
Related posts:
- Lovefool Unsure of what to do and what to say, the...
- One look One look turned into one moment turned into one day...
- Goodbye “I hate you,” she whispered, a single tear falling from...
- Tourettes I have a very CANDY strange type of SUGER-COATED TEDDY-BEAR...
- Black hole Inside a black hole the forces are so extreme that...

Leave a Reply