His kiss
My perfect kiss.
So perfect and tender, as soft as a warms sea breeze on a hot evening in Valencia. It powdered through my mouth and nourished deep inside my soul. Lips so beautifully plump and with a life of new pinkness, so pure and delicate. The sensation of feeling them press gently overlapping onto mine, lushly moist and tasteful. The desire and profound energy that exerted through my bod...
Wednesday 13th July 2016 10:57 pm
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