Nuances

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Curls is suffering...hugging the whole sweet, golden curled Aussie...lost in you...kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs...lost in sweets and scandal...lily-storm, vampire tulips...forced landing...
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The problem is, my Love, that I can't fly until my ear is blocked...and it may take weeks until I'll feel the effect of the nose spray he prescribed - beside the funny exercise to breath through the ears...so you'll have to fly...
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And our days...
Képernyőkép 2026-05-03 081035
The upper lip, the lower lip...lost in between...you, most beloved of earthlings...