Her friends kept the blindfold on her until he was done cumming and she smiled, enjoying the facial. In the end though, he stood there, knowing that any second, she would see who it was… she would see it was him the whole time.
8000orphe: waiting-all-my-life-4-u:
We pass through the present with our eyes blindfolded. We are permitted merely to sense and guess at what we are actually experiencing. Only later when the cloth is untied can we glance at the past and find out what we have experienced and what meaning it has.
-Milan Kundera-
