बिस्तर to Bistro

My tongue is busy, moving around and sloshing it. I feel around its periphery; prodding, poking and wetting it. I licked at it, tried to lift certain parts. Almost as if it could feel my efforts, juices secreted from it's within, bringing with it a familiar taste. Slowly some other stuff came off, giving a … Continue reading बिस्तर to Bistro

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