♦️♥️♠️♣️????????
What do you think? How cheeky are you expecting me!?!
To make my teal mascara run to my black rimmed eyes and my Della Noce dress just want to fly away…
I merge with this space… My fingers reach up your back…
The mouth in the heart at home opens your pleasure on a tongue tip …
The sun on the edge of our drunkenness, the neck tender and close to your hand that urges me …
To urge you to carry on on my city walls, your gaze on the
Gates of my castle of O…
I wonder how you will taste me as my naked tone continues to undress me…
When I feel your hands slide down my thighs My body is shaking… Your French kisses penetrate me without a filter…
Gefühlsduseleien
Ein Tag brachte Enttäuschungen.
Gescheiterte Versuche,
warfen kalten Schnee auf die Gedanken.
Träume sprangen aus den Wolken,
sie brachen sich beinahe das Genick,
doch sie [ ... ]