Tawan walked out of the bathroom in his new clothes. There are none of her clothes here. So Tawan put on Keane's shirt. One dark t-shirt. A long shirt that only conceals a cherished point that one can't turn away from looking at them and turn away. Just as Keane was, looking at Tawan, her hair wasn't quite dry. clean face full red lips
Keane moved slowly towards Tawan. As he unbuttoned his shirt to get rid of it, Tawan looked at Keane, his face slowly revealing a smile.
"Never obeyed," Keane whispered hoarsely, scolding Tawan.
"I want to be punished Please forgive Tawan," Tawan replied, challenging with a seductive voice.
Keane lowered his head as Tawan rose. They tiptoed to touch each other again. Strong arms wrapped around the fragile body, squeezing their bodies together so tightly
