Show Me Affection
Sitting at a restaurant, affectionately put your hands all over me, grasp my thighs and hips, kiss my neck, hold my hands, massage my neck…because you care, because you want to tell me, hey, I’m right here.
Don’t be affectionate just when you’re trying to get under my dress. Show me affection for no reason at all, with no hidden agenda. Be handsy because you can’t get enough of me.
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Written by Sabrina Must