"Love is not blind - it sees more and not less, but because it sees more it is willing to see less." ~ Will Moss

Tsholofelo Mofokeng.

He gently laid me on the soft bed, the smell of lavender scent embracing me as he continued biting on my bottom lip making me release a moan each time. I ran my fingers through he's soft blonde hair, God does this sound so black because I have always wondered how soft their hair was. He let out a animalistic growl everytime i took his hair in my fist trying to fathom the pleasure that was shooting through my body before even being...