Sunlight filtered through the wildflowers, but nothing glowed brighter than her soft, expectant smile. She laid back on the blanket, armor long forgotten, bare skin kissed by the breeze and hungry eyes alike.
Mash had brought the wine, the sweets, the charm. Her Master? Brought an appetite.
And letβs be realβshe wanted to be devoured.
XOXO, Ashleigh
Ms Ashleigh Rowan
2025-04-14 04:30:59 +0000 UTCGrampsD63
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