Daydreaming about me

"Touch you," said a tired and lazy voice. "Don't you want me to touch you",until she felt she was suffocating, she let go of her, grabbed her wrist and guided her down, gasping hoarsely: "Honey." Touch it. ",Shen threw the pile of paper into the bedside trash can and held her against the head of the bed from behind: "you like me like this."。