I’m his act of emotions
I wish you a happy Sunday everyone❤️
Talk to me as I was your cup of hot chocolate,
dive into my secrets today and
tell me if we are going to behave or not.
Dig into my aura of ambient tides and
sinful kisses, where your lips speak volume
and a fire breathing to destroy my
lake of wicked thoughts.
My mind eyes pierced the bottom of your
Spirit and my voice is an instrument
to play with your heartstrings within your soul.
Deep reflections from my tongue shines
on your warm, creamy skin. Your eyes have
moves like Salsa over my body,
exposed to touch my erogenious zones.
A primal grinding up and down where the
hunt begins and below where the
full of passion thrill ends.
Happy Friday everyone, make you a great day, because you are worth it❤️
.. Cherished memories of what could be..
Scent of desire aroused his
New Year is the time when all wolves
go wild with their insatiable hunger,
and me as a weak shattered she wolf
is the only thing he
can’t lose control by tasting her
can’t meet her primal urges,
can’t hear her mouths moaning,
can’t pull her upon a pine to make him
came more alive..
He wished for to chase her,
close her darkness,
lick her wetness with his long
and plunge into a swollen lust-filled riverbank
diamond pearls bubling over of
relief down his bulged carnal desire…
…and she was only his imagination…
Stardust glimmering on your body
as your eyes speak like
my lake of pure ecstasy flowing
over you like a gunfire and
our moans become a symphony of senses …
only our fire could ignite it…
a ice kiss where the stars met the forest and red velvet lips is my source to honey dripping from your secret knight.
Pull me closer…
heart beating faster…
fingers touching endlessly…
I’m pressing my angelswings tighter against your passion,
a lions roar are enchantment
into my mind
and plunge you deeper into my
sapphire wetness cave,
while our whispering breath makes goosebumps on my ivory velvet breasts.
Lascivious fire let loose…
teeth scratching paragraphs into flesh, growls and scattered notes of moanings pooling deep under my soul and skin..
desires of dark scent releases diamond pearls from rhythm of my purple velvet rose…
drip drip drip…
darkest sins in sweet harmony on satin…
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