Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Contact…promenade with trumpets and bells, down and up to the Bazaar…removing the pretext…lily-storm, tulip-love…arch-cuddle…forced landing…hard prisoner, jail time…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lost on you The max angle…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…lost…His Sweetness on his way…infinite ecstasy…The Great Intrusion…lily-love…jail time…fire… And he wants to marry me, again…deep intrusion…the upper lip – The beauty, the lower lip – The Lover…in between The Ouroboros… What has my Love realized, again? Kisses on the tender sides…removing the pretext…lilies on the Dimples, Bells on the Hills, detour to the front…kisses on the hips, detour on the Lilies Road…free fall…celestial perspective…lily-love on treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…vampire tulips…seizing the Hills…infinite desire…lost underneath… Contact…you, most beloved…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…The Beauty, The Lover…kisses on the swan lines…tight hug… Because you look for me everywhere except where I am, my Love…right? Why is my Love sad? And this one… my Love is reading… What diversions? That’s your specialty, my Love…I’ve just uploaded few photos I love…like this one… How is your day, my Love? I saw ‘Our hibiscus’…beside that…your heart, your soul? Arranging the golden curls… Finally, the signs of Aussie life…gentle kiss, hungry kiss… My Love, I’m heeeeere I’ll be back at 8 pm… For the turbulence…kisses I love you In between The Ouroboros… My most beloved, I have to go, to much movement around me…I’ll be back at 8 pm…until then…gentle kiss, hungry kiss…The upper lip The Beauty, the lower lip The Lover… free fall on the turbulence…kisses, lilies, hungry tulips…Big Scandal…lily-love on the Lilies Road up to the Mid-Galaxy a trumpet in the middle, back to the Big Scandal slipping on the Lilies Road, peony-love on the treasure and the secret road…lost underneath…arch-cuddle…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…seizing the Hills…The Great Intrusion…sweeeeet prisoner…ignition…fire My Love…how much turbulence in a day? Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…upper lip, lower lip…lost Ah…so that angle… Lilying the turbulence/ shadow…celestial perspective, angelic view…crazy tulips…seizing the Hills…kisses down on the thighs, up on the thighs, up on the lines of candor…peony-love on the treasure and the secret road…detour to the turbulence…forced landing…not sure about the angle though…infinite ecstasy… Except that one place where you can find me, my Love… OOOh…what has my Love realized again? Have you had any sleep, my Love? No conversation, no romaaaaance…lost underneath…sweeeeet weight…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness and the great turbulence…on his way…The Great Intrusion…lily-cuddles…hot, hard prisoner…jail time… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere, I’m soooorry…heavy-headed, I slept in again… I’m done I love you…fire Emergency capture…vampire mode… So there will be no lilying until we marry, my Love? Lilying the turbulence… Kisses, I have to go, my Love…try to sleep… Instead of comment My Love…you just keep clicking…nothing materializes… Nooo title Sure, my Love…lot of comments Our night sports… Contact…thighs-cuddle…the path under The Path…lily-cuddles…sweeeet prisoner… Lost underneath the stubborn Aussie…arch-cuddle…The Path on the path, your hips, your thighs…His Sweetness on his way – the one who makes all sorts of statements – emergency capture…sweeeet, hot, hard prisoner…lily-cuddles…fire…collapse Next “turn” at 3 pm…you should sleep, my Love…gentle kiss, hungry kiss… Kisses on the Lilies Road, detour on that line of candor, down on the thigh, up on the thigh…sweets and scandal… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…I’ll try to have some rest or to work…don’t know how with the ignited pants… The max angle…the path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…your hands don’t know where…The One Who’s Making Statements on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…lily-prison, lily-cuddles…collapse During your sooo thourough search haven’t you found the sock, my Love? Under the towel praetexta…up on the thighs…kisses on the lines of candor…celestial perspective…crazy lilies, hungry tulips…seizing the hills…lost underneath… Peony-cuddling the shadow…kisses on the Lilies Road… Right…the only place you never look for me is the one where you could find me, my Love… This is not festival, my Love…it’s a real problem…when I can’t “reach” you I feel terrible, I feel lost even if I know – obvisously – that it’s just a tech glitch which can be fixed… Vampire tulips…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…seizing the Hills…The Path on the hills…your thighs, your hips…lost…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lily-prison, lily-cuddles…lost again… You compartementalized me in the Library and that’s all I get…aah I forgot…and the click on ‘The ring’…lily-storm under the towel praetexta… Home