quinta-feira, 5 de março de 2015

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That body of yours that I feel inside me.
Thoughts of mine that linger between your thighs.

Eager to inhale the scent of your desire.
Dragged to lick your hard on.
Pulled against your body.

What shape takes that body of yours when I'm not in it?



4 comentários:

  1. very deep and strong English :-) ...the deep involvement of the bodies as pleasure and crossing pleasure delights happen to be as so...one strong fusion...not everlasting as some time is our desire...but strong as he should be always I will be you and you will be me, inside or outside of ourselves...that's the mystery of true sex.

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    1. sex has in fact many and many delights, views, misterys and secrets...
      love the blurred fusion of two bodies in between tumultuos sheets ;)

      Kiss kiss

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    2. you are a very special women...don't lose yourself in "accepted political thinking"... be Eva and continue to Lost always you and your words for us...the believers on sens and pleasure as life!

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    3. and you are tooooo kind to me!!
      thank you :)

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