We are waking up. It's hot outside. But our feelings raise the temperature. You feel good when I'm with you. You are between the legs of a womanπ. Do you love to please yourself? I take off my clothes and go to the kitchen. The temperature rises. You run after me. The degree gets higher. I turn on the fire on the burner and at the same time in your heart. The temperature reaches its peak. You hug me from behind. But what else could you do? It's getting hot outside. And you will get what you have been dreaming about for so long. Our room is on fire. π Fire from feelings. The thermometer outside the window bursts. We're good, you're smiling. Do you want to continue with me? Waiting for you in private messages. Write me the word napkins ππ