Pregnant Mile High Kate laying against the pillows, sweat covering her, her voice breathless like
“Remember when we were first sort of together and you would bring me a snack for after we had sex?”
“Yeah?” Anthony gasped, kissing her neck and drawing her close.
“Well, pants on. I want a snack.”
“But I wanna cuddle, and a little nap.”
Kate groaned, “Well the quicker I have my snack the quicker we can nap.”
“Fine!” Anthony sighed, dragging himself from the bed his chest still heaving. “What do you want?”
“I can’t think of everything Anthony.” Kate said but called him back when he reached the bed room door, stumbling forward. “Wait, A poke of chips and a battered sausage.”
“Right,” he leaned down to kiss her, “I’ll be back soon.”
“I just… I want to be clear that I want a pole of chips for me and the baby”
Pepa is actually REALLY into sad stories and romcoms with sad plots in them, but she can't read them without someone getting mad about her cloud. But today, things were different, and she got to enjoy her book for once!
It’s nothing spectacular, but I just had to come up with a gif set of 8 Femmes as it’s been the only thing occupying my mind for the past days. The chemistry between Gaby and Pierrette is simply perfect and my little gay heart cannot resist. I love them.