Slowly I run my hand through her dark hair, gently hold her head so she look at me. Then I press a soft kiss on her forehead. My lips stay on her forhead for a few seconds, before they move down to her bright eyes, her cute little nose. Finally our lips meet and lock to each other, and our tongues start to mingle.
Brought out our cameras and taking pictures for each other, anyway she wants.
Ivy is in the kitchen looking for candle and ice cube. Don't ask me what she needs them for, you will see.
Hug and steal a soft kiss on the back of her neck.
Make sweet love to my dear Ivy.
Hi, Ivy, love that dreamy look on your face.
Keep her tied up in bed, go and get Ivy for her.
Holding my head with one hand and stare her back.
Texting above message in her new IPhone4 while on her way to fight crime.
Friendly pass since she perfer ladies' touch, and I respect that.
A gentleman keeps his mouth shut.
Fights evil as super hero as night. While as her sidekick, I and her evil enemy's first lieutenant hide in dark corner together, sharing beers and exchange small talks.
You get a big hug and kiss, too, southern shoo-gah!
He's a real person who's honest about himself and not afraid to express himself in his bio. Very impressive badges and amazing stories.
Finally has our electricity back, which was down for a day due to the snowstorm.
The Favorite Friend
62% Sexy-Cute, 68% Dark-Light, 42% Artsy-Stylish
Cute, Light, and neither Artsy nor Stylish, she's that friend we've all had. The great girl. The one we've been friends with since the third grade. The one who laughs at our jokes and sends funny text messages. The one with whom we secretly, desperately want to crawl under the covers and spend the next eighteen hours naked.
Ivy, we can stay here as long as you want.
Very talented photographer.
Hugs, kisses and I will let her decide ?????.
Good morning. Want some tea?
Cover her body with my coat and untie her. Let her decide if she wants to leave or stay for a cup of coffee.
Walk in front of her and ask if she need help.
