Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html And The Great Turn…kisses…I’m done… You should sleep, you, most beloved…sweet dreams…I’m imagining I slip under the sheets, I hug you and trumpet you all over… I have to go my most beloved, I’ll be back at 8 pm…I go swimming…I try not to swallow and flies today…until then…a trumpet/ square inch of Sweet Aussie…and talking to you in my head constantly… Our Folía Thinking of my sweet Aussie… Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep intrusion Vampire tulips Lily-love Peony-love Silence in the Bazaar… It’s impossible to talk to you…snorkeling… Where/which is your residence no. 1, my Love? US or AU? Kisses on the neck… Eating the Aussie…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose… Exposé, again…crazy tulips…emergency turn…lost How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? I won’t turn now, my Love… The Big Romantic and the empirical evidences No converssation, no romaaaance…at least a rose, my Love… Kisses and peony-cuddle…lily-storm in the Bazaar…up on The Great Sweetness…vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…turning the Aussie…lost underneath… Infinite laughs…I like this collage…Shhhhh…sweet Aussie is sleeping…only lilies are allowed… On the Lilies Road…caressing The Path…fire OOOh…The Shadow…pretext off, celestial perspective…seizing the Hills, kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor…lily-love…hungry tulips…collapse Max angle…you work Interruption, I’m soooorry…arranging the curls, deep intrusion…lilies on the Gems…slipping…lost All off…hugging the thighs, immersion in the Valley…up to the Bazaar…sweets and scandal…lily fondles, tulip-love…arch-cuddle, slipping landing…jail time…infinite ecstasy… I’m soooorry, attack… It’s like an adventures series and the outcome is always different…I never get bored of it… I woke up at 1 am…cause I forgot the sourdough and it rose out of the pan…I had to bake the bread at 1-2 am…I use to bake the bread – rye bread with sourdough and the process takes 1-1 and half day…and during the process I often forget the sourdough which overflows the pan… What Budapest, my Love? I can’t process double entendre posts at this hour… My Love, I’m sooooorry…. I love you Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep intrusion… Again? All off…arch-cuddle, tight hug…slipping, landing…The Pulse…jail time… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 7 am…until then…dreaming of falls in the Bazaar… What is my Love doing there? Infinite ecstasy… My sweet Aussie has taken the position again…kisses on the lines of candor…up on the Lilies Road, down on the Lilies Road…lily-storm, peony-cuddle, hungry tulips…The Great Climb-ing…lost on you… Hugging those thighs…celestial perspective under the towel praetexta…lily-storm, vampire tulips…fire Sweeeet weight…deep intrusion…storm in the golden curls…arch-cuddle, tight, hug…His Sweetness on his way…jail time…collapse… Todaaay I swallowed a little fly. I opened my mouth to breathe the fresh air in the park – the baths are located in a beautiful park – and the intruder flew into my mouth. I was so shocked that I swallowed it. At the baths, I drank a beer to get it drunk. Next time I’ll breathe exclusively through my nose. Peony-cuddle, lily-fondles…hungry tulips…The Pulse…hot velvet, hot hardness…forced landing…lost on you… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…infinite desire…your hands don’t know where…The Great Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…The Pulse…lily prison, lily-cuddles…jail time…infinite ecstasy… Turn on the beach, my Love, so that everybody can see us? Seizing all the sweets behind the board…lost I booked the flight to Jackson, my Love…I was hoping that I don’t have to go but…I will fly on June 21… 15 hours…there is no comb which could help… My sweet Aussie is working hard…in The Library…kisses on the neck…a lily on The Nose… That was on the 2nd page, my Love…no Aussie tricks… And what is my sweet Aussie telling me? Beside what is on the affichage… Lost underneath…you work, my Love…I swam a lot…arch-cuddle, deep intrusion…His Sweetness on his way…fire, come with me… Home