Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Come here, my Love…rest your head on the buttercups…octopus-hug… Fire…promenade with trumpets and bells up to heaven…lily-love, vampire tulips…Big Scandal…The Pulse…arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…lost on you… All off, trumpets on the Bells Road…slipping…kisses on the impertinent Kids…turning the Aussie…rain of Love on The Path…seizing His Sweetness…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles, hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost…forced landing…infinite Love… Don’t hide… Curls haven’t slept much…again…not even 5 hours…that’s not good, my Love…when do you sleep? Angelic view…seizing the Hills, kisses on the Lilies Road…detour on the hips, down on the lines of candor…slipping on the thighs…up to heaven…holding The great Sweetness…lily-love, tulip-capture…The Pulse…fire…lost underneath… The net is slowwww, my Love…trumpets on the culprits… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere Kisses HHHow many months, how and where, Curls? Put it on my tail, you, most beloved and curled… 4 and 1/2 hours, Zweistein…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses on the glasses…lost on you… Back to bed, Curls…I have to go and you should sleep…I love you Curls…what is this post: ‘Were you planning to come to Budapest for filming?’ ? Making fun of my hopes, again? Turning the Aussie…all off…hugging the culprits…kisses and loving bites…detour on the hips, down on the thighs…up to the Bazaar…lost in sweets…lily-storm, hungry tulips on the little-Big Aussie…The Pulse…fire…forced landing… Curls is fooling around in the night…instead of sleeping… Shhhhh…kisses again The One I love I feel and hear the noir, Curls… OOOh, my Love…closed until 8 pm It’s bed time for Curls…good night kisses…I’ll be back at 8 pm, my Love Dooon’t “snorkel” me, my Love…it’s hard… My most beloved and curled…I came to lily the aussie quickly cause I can’t stay now…I’m soooooorry… The One I love…kisses all over… I’ll start…with lilies and loving bites… I have to go, my Love…there is a lot of nervosity around me…I’ll be back at 12 pm…until then…I’ll be in the Valley…on the reflection point… You keep spinning the molly, Curls… Yeah…I write, you click, my Love…in our circadian folly… Don’t play mean, Curls… OOOH, my Love…the Gemini corridor is sooo long…HHHow can we meet? What’s in that curled mind of yours, my Love? Kisses on the hips, down on the thighs…detour on the Hills…love-squeeze… All off…kisses on the Gems, down on the Trumpets Road…one in the middle, two on the hips…seizing the sweet, impertinent Hills…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road…up on his Sweetness…hungry tulips…hot hardness…silent turn…fire… You need to revisit that relativity formula, Curls… Sweeeet weight…arch-cuddle…His Sweetness on his way…jail time Your voice, your breath…infinite desire Celestial perspective…holding The Great Sweetness…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…fire…emergency turn…lost in you I slept, my Love…turbulent sleep as most of the times…hot nothingness… How, what, when, my Love? Contact…rain of Love…kisses on that line of candor…down on the thighs, up to heaven…lily-love, tulip-capture…infinite ecstasy… How is/ was your day, my Love? Your heart, your soul? WWWhere is my Curls? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeere The One I love Kisses, you, most beloved and curled… Infinite desire…the touch of your skin, your scent, your breath…sweeeet weight… My impertinent Aussie…All off…kisses on the Bells Road…down on the Dimples and Hills…trumpets and loving bites…detour to the front…vampire tulips…fire…lost in the sand… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…nocturnal exercises… Immersion in your eyes…what will Curls do today? Deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips, immersion in the Valley…kisses on the thighs, up to the sweets…lily-love, tulip-capture…hot hardness…turning the Aussie…lost underneath…infinite ecstasy… Too much ‘talking’…lilies on the Gems…fall in the Bazaar…lily-storm, tulip-capture…The Pulse…lost underneath…your work, Curls…I’m tired…The Great Intrusion…lost Home