mm
doesn’t it feel like we’re sitting in the grass?
1,029 miles apart on wood and asphalt and yeah fuck yeah
it feels like we’re sitting in the grass
kinda got me lol
can I call you daddy? yikes
I try
change the subject skirt the edge
don’t let me know how much you wanna
yeah
translate a poem for you
mordiéndote el labio inferior por mí
just bite your lower lip for me baby
that’s hot
how much flirting do we have to do
before it’s flirting
if we were sitting in the grass
I’d touch your knee
but very lightly
very very lightly
mm
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Heat!