The picnic basket was packed with all the essentials: fresh fruit, sweet wine, and one bashful, beautiful knight in pastel lace. Mash giggled as flower petals clung to her thighs, her cheeks a deeper pink than the strawberries she fed to her Master.
But when fingers lingered too long and lips found skin instead of fruit…
Let’s just say dessert came early. But Master didn't.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Andreas S.
2025-04-13 15:10:19 +0000 UTC