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How it's good... I'll tell you a secret how do I after our love well... and the word "after" does not fit here... something more... but like I was inside a become different... everything is in its place and exactly the way I want to feel)) is that you know how to be me my boy... it's magical... it's nice... and it's surprisingly easy to live with that "he was me"))... and I am self-sufficient, what am I beside you again and again nothing... I'm like you haven't seen for a long time... I would ask that you so proudly lorded over me, but I thought, what I want you to lay on his back, pawing at my hair... and I lay my cheek on your thigh and one stroking the other's... and a leg... and a knee... so what's the deal?)) here it is I just do... and my fingers stroked the boy... I just caress him, because he's your boy... the most kind and tender to me... you have no idea how)) Mikey... you are the sunshine of my warm, because I bask and bask in your arms... I reach the lip of kapustnica and drawn between the lips of his skin... it's delicious... you don't understand)) or you know)) I just delicious and sweet and nice and happy and all together)) head is growing right in me... there's a drop... it is salty... like a Persian grain of salt... I gave it a try recently, when one stayed on my finger and immediately thought about what your male taste)) what happened to me)) I almost started to tell you immediately what happened)) and now it's my favorite Sol)) I suck you slowly and gently... I want so you're not... warm soften each muscle... like under my caresses even your spine can become more flexible and convenient for all your poses... I want you to warm up to pink-white flame magic... what color do you want... your balls... want to lick all your balls in the leather folds of the bag... how nice... your fingers on my hair... my cheeks... the corners of my mouth... the back of my head... I catch the boy's mouth and you hold my head and leave it on second, when the boy buries his in my sky and scratches herself about it)) you go and squeeze me and my entire body to the bed. I look into your eyes... I whisper in my head: "you are no better than anyone in the world... my love... my wonder and joy... Mikey... moj Zaichik..." you kiss me... you kiss my lips and my whole mouth so gentle and long that I need a breath)) and I have time to catch your breath on my face... Oh, I enjoy and well... you down kisses down at me... and caress... caress my feet and between your legs... kissing the skin close to all the wrinkles... what a weasel... how warm... is this who I am, what you feel for me... then I will be very happy, loved and satisfied with your woman... pozaulusta -- make it a little more, please... please...so unbearably sweet... Oh, Mikey... Mikey... Yes... Yes... Yes... I... I, Zaiushen'Zain'ka... ka... l ubimij... hear their moans... they strangely far away... as if it's not me... I knock delight, and when the boy comes in, I filled them both the greatest joy and pleasure in life... you are strong... I'm so closely... I don't complain... I sigh deeply and openly, because I'm very far away... and love me slow and hard... going in and out the entire length of his delicious boy... these jerks in the uterus forcing me to ring... more painful, impatient... I rise and fall down... as if I need to be sure to reach out for you when you come... I can't... can't... Yes... Yes... please... don't go... don't leave me...... want you in me pushed and fought... to my ass, where they connect somewhere inside have any the same weight, which then gives the vanishing gentle pleasure... when I open you... your hips beneath my palms compressed elastically, stubbornly, measured... more... more... you arch them to become even closer... even closer... I look in your face... you in my... and in your eyes so much passion, warmth and light that I want to cry with gratitude for what I can see your eyes so... for me... feeling all me... I'm burying my face in your shoulder and reveal even stronger... lift your feet higher and you pick up one under the knee and are a bit to the side... quickly... quickly... you moan... scream... my stream of boy batter into the entrance of my cervix... all mixing up... and it is happiness that I want to laugh and cry at the same time... I'm whimpering, as if complaining of intolerable my pleasure... you breathe buried in me near the eye... I calm down completely and gently petting your back... wait for it... nothing except you and me... don't want... want to stay like this... I want to take away our strength with you... to write in my head only one thing: I love him... I want him in my life... his love for me... I want you hear me, my beloved... this is my moment of truth... and you can butt me and RUB his nose on my nose... I love you...

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