Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Octopus-hug…I love you The One I love…kisses all over I’m sleeeeeeeepy, I fall on the treasure, Curls… What can I do, my Love? WWWhy, my Love? Loving you…octopus-hug…slipping, landing…lost… Ach so…only Curls is allowed to complain…deep intrusion…arranging the golden curls…kisses on the neck…slipping… A few hours, my Love…should I start complaining too, Zweistein? Infinite beauty… I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…dreaming of you coming to me… Hot whispers…almost feelings of the Culprits, your thighs, His Sweetness…infinite desire… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…I had to run again from gate to gate, up and down and with the airport train…and I had to shuffle back and forth through an endless queue at security… everything off, everything out… terrible You know the address, Curls…so no excuses anymore… You, most beloved…when will you come to Budapest? You travel all over the place but you never come to see me… Wish me good night, my Love… My most beloved…call me and tell me… Swimming up with trumpets and big bells…infinite sweetness…detour to the front…vampire tulips…collapse… emergency turn…fire… And yet you keep hiding, my Love… But there are soooo many things to talk about, my Love… True, we can’t discuss The Great Intrusion… Infinite desire…your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness captive…The Pulse…lost in you I am sorry, my Love…so you were waiting for me…why didn’t you call me to complain? To hear your voice… Have you had any sleep, you, most beautiful and curled? How is your morning, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Kisses on The Path, down on the lines of candor…hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost…silent turn… Complain to the pilot, Curls…lilies on the Gems… Hot whispers Contact, forever… Infinite laughs…Curls agrees…you, most beautiful…attack… OOOh, my Love…I wish all the imbeciles who regulate the angle of the banana curve, to regulate themselves Just like that, Curls? Infinite desire…hot velvet, hot hardness…lost Curls… they want to catch me… Kisses all over… Loving him… I know, my Love but the project felines are waiting for me… I can’t stay now, my Love, to elaborate on the sock concept…I’ll be back from the airport after 7 pm…kisses Curls…I saw ‘The Address’ and for a millisecond I thought…whatever…need a sock? My Love, I’m sooooorry… Self-service, my Love…I fall on the desk…kisses again Apple-Cheeks has landed, my Love… Your collage, my Love… Tomorrow I’ll be silent… WWWhen? Those supplements… The One I love…kisses all over… They are trying hard to catch the felines…I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 11 pm… I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…and I have to pack the Bermuda Decagon….tomorrow I fly to Budapest…I’ll be back at 12 pm…until then…lost in the Bazaar… Emotional Hugging the thighs, kisses up to the lines of candor, detour on His Sweetness…lily-fondles, tulip-capture…infinite ecstasy… silent turn… Contact, forever Emotional… Home