and more from Flushed With Lust.
I wrapped my hands around the tendons in her wrists.
Pushed her hard up against the wall.
Parted her thighs with my knee.
Hot and wet.
Because she missed me?
Or because I did what I was told?
Photographer – Giedrius Jankauskas 2008
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