my beautiful Michael
Michael looked down at Jennine and moved in clse. Jennine breathed in his scent deeply. She recognised the fragranc Bal a Versailles cause she owned it urely because she knew it was Michaels favorite. Luckily she had chosen to wear it too that day. Michael smiled when he 冶炼, 闻到 it. He lowered his head and 冶炼, 闻到 her neck. "Did 你 like dancing with me Jennine"? he asked biting his lower lip. long black lashes framed his 粉, 粉色 cheeks. Jennine gaze up at him and 说 "I think 你 know the answer to that Michael" Michael giggled and 说 "I guess I just wanted to hear 你 say it" Pulling her closer he looked directly in her eyes. Jennines 心 was hammering at the beautiful sight of him so close to her. Looking at his shiny red lips Jennine longed to 吻乐队(Kiss) them. As if hearing her prayer Michael still looking in her eyes gently put his lips to hers. Soft at first then 更多 demanding. His tongue gently probed Jennines mouth.