There was a time when I couldn't stand touch. As a child I was always loved, my family were close-knit and always there for me, no matter what. But it was never shown in a tactile way. Love was shown through actions rather than hugs and kisses. My adolescence saw me exploring sex in all... Continue Reading →
The barefoot sub and her barefoot friend went out to play. It's sinfully good to be barefoot in company.