Northstar Vale sunsweet

fading! <3

hers. his. theirs.

tamar would burn for days beneath the red trees with her husband, keeping mouths and words and touches close, rousing him again and again until they both collapsed into the sweet-slaking sleep of long pleasure.

if there had been any timidity in her the first time, it was gone now, echoing in cries of delight on her voice that she did not care might be heard!

and arsenio, all of him, the two of them caught in flame for this honeyed time.