Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Kisses from the curls to the toes and back under the leaf…hold the board, my Love… On the Hills The One I love The One I love I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love and slowwww…I’ll be back at 7 am…until then…promenade on the Bells Road down on the Dimples, up on the hills…detour to the front…tulip-capture…forced landing…fire… I have to go, my Love…I’m late…the sun is shining in my face…I’m sooooorry…I’ll be back at 12-1 pm…until then…all off-aqua dreams… Slipping…kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…up on the Lilies Road, down to the border…a wink and a lily on his head…vampire tulips…The Pulse…hot hardness…turning the Aussie…lost underneath…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy… Don’t know… WWWhat is my Love doing now? All of you, all of him…lily-love, tulips-capture…lost underneath…I couldn’t find the sweeeeet shadow photo… Don’t know… Dooooon’t be sad, my Love… Octopus-hug, seizing the Hills…vampire tulips… Curls…stand up…need to lily and bite the culprits… How is your day so far, my Love? Your heart, your soul? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeere, I’m soooooorry, the alarm infiltrated my dream… You, most beloved and impertinent…kisses on the swan lines down on the Bells Road, rain of trumpets on the Dimples and hills, round tour to the front…infinite ecstasy…lily-storm, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost in teh sand… I am trying hard to decipher Curls’ code at the back door to realize that his having fun… Huggging the curled Aussie…immersion in your eyes, kisses on the Gems…slipping to the Valley…trumpets on the Lilies Road, bells on the thighs…up to heaven…Big Scandal…lily-fondles on His Sweetness, hungry tuplips…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…infinite desire… With the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness with lily-fondles and vampire tulips…forced landing…collapse… And the ‘Why?’? What why, my Love? AAAhhh…it is part of the ‘Curls is having fun’ series… Curls…what is that ‘You can call me…’ with the exposé? All off…kisses on the Trumpets Road, down on the Lilies Road…seizing the Hills…infinite desire…bells on the lines of candor…detour on the treasure and the secret road…up on His sweetness with lily-fondles and hungry tulips…The Pulse…hot hardness…emergency turn…fire… Contact…hold me a little bit, my Love…His Sweetness knows his way…your thighs, your hips…lost underneath… Shhhh…no reaction… The cicadas are so loud I can’t hear my thoughts… Doooon’t be sad, my Love…I’m here/ there… What is my Love doing now? Immersion in your eyes…arranging the golden curls…deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems, kisses on the tender sides, down on the hips…Bells on the lines of candor, slipping on the thighs…submersion in the Bazaar…lily-love on the sweets, up on His Sweetness…hungry tulips…forced landing…lost on you… Sweeeet weight…The Path on the path, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…hot hardness…infinite ecstasy…lost Curls is playing mean again…why, my Love? I miss you too, my Love…have you had any sleep? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie… No. Pyjama is mine… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere The One I love It’s bedtime for Curls, and I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…aquamarine dreams… Me too… Okaaay…The Great Climb-ing…Big Scandal, lily prison…jail time… Only I have to work…oppressed Gemini… I forgot to squeeze the Hills… With a wink and a lily on his head, followed by loooong lily-fondles and closing with vamire tulips…hot hardness…fire…infinite ecstasy… Curls and the gravity… Thinking All of you That’s what I keep saying, Curls… Lilying every inch of the Hills…detour on the hips…fall on the lines of candor…tulip-capture…hot hardness… fire WWWhen? Sweeeet weight… Don’t scream, don’t panic, Curls…it’s just our default cinversation… Home