When the desire comes over me, I think of you, and I imagine it - TopicsExpress



          

When the desire comes over me, I think of you, and I imagine it would be making you at the time ... You have not the slightest idea of what I imagine you and then the desire grows more and more inside me ... My spit wear your bare skin; My hands draw as a DaVinci your body outlining step by step with the tips of my fingers and later with my wet tongue; My hips dance into your private party with yours and groan spring from your throat and mine ... And desire is still growing, now your skin like a coat cover mine and over your tongue will be the pen of my warm body and again reach the garden of desire ... And this time our earth groan and shake to awaken the most primitive instinct neighbors ... This is my wish for you; You have not the slightest idea of what goes through my mind when the desire for you, growing inside my ...
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 03:22:31 +0000

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