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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Your body is like winter wonderland
unique as a snow crystal.
I have a desire to lick all your drops
Swallow your nectar to taste you within.
You are my Mr. Christmas,
I’m your grief,
going togheter like fire and ice.
A want to exhale Christmas spirit, but all my
heartstrings plays is a melody of sadness,
I curl up and hide.
Outside the snow silently settled.
You understand the world inside me.
You told me sacred secrets to close a chapter in
My noisy mind began to smile.
All the little things created to shapes in colours
lit a fire deep down.
You touched me like Angels wings,
faded away all my fear.
You grab my hair.
Your sensual hands holding my hips,
you pushed me up against the wall.
A Christmas hot mystery of explosive fireworks
that’s wandered right into between my legs.
You are my savior soul I longing for.
I tease your luscious lips
and seduce those to mine,
take you with my tounge
to a distance that make you forget to breath.
We are dancing in the flames.
I’m breathing harder and faster.
We loose controll.
We thouch the sky.
Shooting stars falling behind my rolling eyes.
You inhale that alluring cent of my lotus,
you bring all my petals out.
Sweatbathed skin skim across of lust and every
forward thrust straddling the fine line between
pain and passion.
The moment our heart’s pulses
and two souls screams in mercy…
You are hard as ice.
As a waterfall I flow down your magic part
You are slaying my wrong side of my
heart and completes us on a seldom level.
I collapse when you squeeze my mountains
and you make me some milk
sweet and thick…
I moan for both of us when
each little dark wish of mine
comes true the night before Christmas…