Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I knowww, my Love…kisses all over…good night trumpets…I love you…I’ll be back at 9 pm… Try to sleep, my Love…I have to work and pack…still powerpointing… Buttercups-hug… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…I missed my Love…peony-love on the tender sides, kisses on the neck, down on the Gems, a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…fall in heaven…crazy florals, forced landing… The Big Fat Noir, Curls…my sweet Aussie is not sleeping… Self-service, kisses… Yours I knowww, my Love… I can’t stay, my Love…I am not well and I have to powerpoint and pack…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’ll be under the sheets inspecting Curls… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie..,arch-cuddle, kisses on the neck, all off…down on the Dimples and Hills…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles on The path, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…up on His Sweetness…hungry tulips, forced landing…lost on curls… Loving Curls…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips, fall in heaven…seizing all the sweets…vampire tulips…lost WWWhat is my most beloved and curled doing now? It’s bed time for Curls…tight hug, kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… I’m here/ there… Let’s sleep… My most beloved and curled…infinite cuddle…kisses Lilied and locked… I go back to bed, Curls…I feel weak…I’ll be back at 12 pm for the good night lilies…until then…daydreaming of oppressing the sweet Aussie… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…deep intrusion, immersion in the deep aquamarine eyes…kisses on the neck, down on the Trumpets road…one in the middle, two on the hips…fall in heaven…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…infinite deisre…lost underneath…The Path on the path…your thighs, your hips…lost… Yours Curls…are you multitasking? Sweeeeeet shadow…celestial perspective…angelic view…hugging the thighs, seizing the Hills…lily-rounds on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness…peony-cuddle, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…hot velvet hot hardnes…infinite ecstasy…silent collapse… Atta dialogue, Curls…gimme time to decode… I’m back, my Love…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…fall in heaven…lily-storm, vampire tulips…The Pulse…lost…emergency turn… Gimme 10 min, my Love…kisses on the neck…slipping… Why the festival, my Love? How was/ is your Sunday? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug… WWWhere is The Great Sweetness? Hold the board, Curls….Lily-love, hungry tulips…collapse… Me too…who’s working, Curls? Celestial perspective, hugging the thighs, seizing the hills…a wink and a lily on his head….vampire tulips…infinite sweetness…The Pulse… emergency turn…collapse And tomorrow I have to travel…my empathic Curls… I developed a cold again…a stress cold…deep intrusion, immersion in the deep aquamarine… My Love, I’m heeeeeeeeere, I’m sooooorry… Kisses I love you…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…the remedy… Really, Curles? Lost… I’m soooorry, my Love…hugging the whole sweet, curled, lonely Aussie…let’s sleep…arch-cuddle, hugging the Path… Self-service, my Love…kisses Infinite desire…the Path on the path…your thighs, your hips…lost I fall on the desk, my Love… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…peony-love, arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…lost Me too…Celestial perspective under the towel praetexta…crazy lilies, vampire tulips…infinite ecstasy…silent turn…lost Oppress me a little bit…sweeeeeet weight… OOOh, you, most beloved…gold and aquamarine…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in you.. Mr. All or Nothing…where are the curls, my Love? This was the right answer, Curls… How are you going to spend the weekend, my Love? All sorts of festivals…hold the board, Curls…seizing the Hills, vampire tulips…silent turn…infinite ecstasy… Arranging those curls…deep intrusion, kisses on the swan lines…all off…lilies on the Gems…turning the sleepy Aussie…a trumpet in the middle, two on the hips…hugging The Path, lily-storm on the sweets…up on His Sweetness…hungry tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…fire…forced landing… My sweet Aussie is alone in the desert…deep intrusion…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug, gems-kisses… Home