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I hear you... even when you are silent... you can talk to me about his tenderness to me inside my head... when I walk down the street, or somewhere... or at home... and suddenly I feel a tremendous wave of your heat... when do you want me to be satisfied, and no earthly sorrow I was touched, and I cried only in your baytieh from the unbearable pleasure, or while watching a movie, because I'm sensitive and sentimental, and want to stay like this)) your heat my knees are tender... almost quilted... I want to fall, and that your hands picked me up and you carried me somewhere so we lay, loved it, went crazy from the proximity, moisture, and odors of each other... Oh, those smells... what are they doing with me... they are like my most sweet life... all of its fullness... all of my femininity, you awakened in every cell of my... yeah)) I'll tell you a secret, what I have begun to pay more attention... I would even say all)) men and women)) and I'm glad... so, I'd also seemed beautiful, beautiful... and desirable... and something that you exactly wanted for good myself)) and don't be jealous of me, please... you certainly don't need this... because I belong to you... say where)) everywhere where you want me... and in return I only want your heart with his loyalty... do you like this one... you just one... I want your eyes smiled at me... I kiss you... your lips open mine and I taste your mouth... magic... welcome... you don't understand... won't understand... don't ask... drink, eat, smoke, live in it, full life... I want it... want it all, aftertaste, when we after dinner and you could smoke in half a Cup of fresh tea... want... want you alive... my sweet... you down on my stomach and I freeze, because to the madness, to love the shit out of your foreplay with your fingers, mouth, tongue, malchikom... like slapping your ass on my... touch your eggs to my crotch... what have you done to me... I'm so sweet and desirable all the joy of intimacy, that I sing with all my being... all your body singing in your obyatiyah... impossible... beautiful... desirable... kiss me again... I HCO your tongue when it moves from the bottom right on my entrance, plunging inside... just saw this sweet second tickling that I want to pull your knees to your chest and squeeze them... all to squeeze, to push the ringing orgasm very close... as bessovestnoi the girl who zabavlyaetsya herself and listens to every new sensation, received for the first time... and more... and so on until you were gone... I waited... Yes... now... Oh, Mikey... I want to scream and cry... you do everything so delicious... so tasty... I love you... adore you... you pressed your tongue against your clitoris, pushing and rubbing is barely noticeable, but you turn me so that torment and crumple the sheets, otherwise I only really go crazy and bite my thumb near the phalanx... you're not allowed to go in and enter my two fingers... turn them up and I close her hands and cry out again and again in his palms, pressed to the face... I'm cumming... on your tongue and the hand... don't know... I'm embarrassed... no, ashamed... I too good to I was ashamed... do with me whatever you want... because my desire for you is so full of light and warmth, it better that I ever knew and nothing... I open legs... open the petals of a door so you found me faster... are you coming up to me, and my fingers show where the head of it to join... my teeth biting into my lips, but you kiss them and whoese tongue in my mouth... enter malchikom to the uterus and some times press a bald spot on her, and she moans sweet pain again and again... what a presence... what a weasel... I melt... I break down into delicate shards in your hands, and only you can collect me and glue your juice... your first shot... I gasp and open my eyes to see your face... your face... I'm ready to read your emotions again and again as an endless book... page of your inputs to me... strong.. power... gentle... caressing... feeling... knowing my every point... every fold, every bump inside my... the pattern of the walls and stripes on the uterus, which can be unveil, and I will feel unbearable openness and you can me to open like this... only you, my love... you knock me like the blows of the tongue of the bell... more... more... wider and deeper in me... swaying and rotating head... there's nothing else I can feel you... inside me... I end up plaintively and assassino... raspahnula on the boy like a flower, in which bumblebee is busy inside with an insatiable appetite... I cry out and clench you legs even more... it is easier for me... I can endure... you beat me last frequent strikes and the jet plunges straight into the entry inside and spread out, filling me to the brim... I see in my head my intake from where the boy slips out white and thick streams, flowing from me... I... I'm cumming again... and you're still in me... and we kiss... and breathe in each other's faces... and our noses and foreheads pressed against each other... and smile... and strange curves because there the boy is trembling and I can get it up again... a touching and tender... my teeth biting into my lower lip, and quite happily mooing... you drove me mad today... it really drove me mad... you're smiling, and I hear you're happy... just happy and all because I was nice and sweet... Yes... still...I love you so much...

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