Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Error 429, my Love…kisses As I just “said” my Love…The Great Sweetness is imprisoned… Love and prison in the Focus Booth I love you I’m sleeeepy, my Love…and I developed a cold – it’s business travel detox. I cured myself at the Széchenyi Baths with the sauna and chamomile steam, but I still feel weak…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…I’ll be listening to your songs in my mind while promenading in the Valley… Promenade with trumpets and bells up to the Bazaar…lily-fondles on the treasure and the secret road…up on his Sweetness…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing…lily prison, The Pulse…lily-cuddles…infinite desire… Eating the Aussie…infinite ecstasy… My most beloved, I probably can’t finish my story today…so I’m slipping under the sheets…deep intrusion, tight hug, arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…hot velvet, hot hardness…lily-cuddles…lost again… Hold the board, my Love…hugging The Path, seizing the Hills…down on the thighs, up on the thighs…sweets and scandal…lily-love, hungry tulips…The Pulse…emergency turn…fire… I know, my Love…I’m neglecting the sweet Aussie…I’m writing a long story for you…slipping under the toga praetexta…peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…vampire tulips… Deep intrusion, arch-cuddle, slipping, landing… But you just sing about…OOOh, my Love…lost on you…it burns… I’m here, my Love…I was writing, thinking of you…firewings…come, Curls…. What is Curls doing now? Down on the Lilies Road, detour on the lines of candor…seizing the Hills, lily fondles, tulip-capture…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy…immersion in you Buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lost on you All off, arch-cuddle… HHHow can you be so beautiful, my Love? Lost…fire Curls…I love you I listened to the 2nd song…I didn’t understand: farewell, fairly well or very well? My most beloved, I’m back… My Love, I’m heeeeeeere, but gimme 10 min, please I can’t stay now, my Love, I’m watched, I’ll be back at 9 pm…I hold you, I love you Rain of Love, deep intrusion, trumpets and bells and peony-Love… Doooon’t be sad, my Love, I’m heeeeeerere…hugging the whole sweet Aussie Listening to your song…I’m hiding the tears behind the sunglasses Shhhhh…good night kisses on the swan lines… Supplements of the day… I love you, I love you, I love you Still in the Focus Booth, my Love…lily-cuddles… I have to go, my Love…and you should sleep…I’ll be back at 9 pm, earlier if I can…until then…I’ll be hiding in the Valley…deeply ashamed… Focus Booth Love and prison Oppressing The Original I’m so happy Curls…my beautiful Aussie… Love-squeeze… That’s all you can “say”, my Love? Lost in heaven…fire Purring Hugging The Original Promenade…hiding…lily-fondles, crazy tulips…forced landing…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lost on you And happy Hiding in the Valley Now I’m ashamed… Again? Only I have to work…deep intrusion, lily-storm, forced landing…I love you Lost under His Honour’s robe… Thank You for the song, my Love Hugging the thighs, down with kisses, up with lilies…seizing the Hills…sweets and scandal…lily-love, hungry tulips…emergency turn…fire I know it’s late in your world my Love, but what about a working Original? Home