Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html If you are in LA my Love, take care…I just got a security alert saying that the Iranian team is set to play matches in LA on 15 and 21 June… Home Kisses, I have to go, my Love…golden curls in the wind One trumpet and one lily/ square inch of sweet Aussie… Attack Again, my Love? Why? what has changed? The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…your hands don’t know where…His Sweetness on his way…The Pulse…lily cuddles, jail time…infinite ecstasy… Next turn at 9 pm…kisses EEEverywhere… I can’t stay now, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…no more ‘movie’…the upper lip, the lower lip…deep intrusion… Ach so, my sweet Aussie is making conversation…one ‘movie’ and two ‘hibiscus’ Why do you ‘movie’ me, my Love? Hungry tulips…The Pulse Pretext off…lilyy-fondles Caressing The Shadow…infinite sweetness… Our Secret…buttercups-hug, arranging those curls…lost in you Lilies on the Gems, peony-love on the tender sides, kisses on the hips…pretext off…hugging the thighs…infinite ecstasy…. My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere The Great Sweetness will be lilied at 3 pm…I have food on the stove, my Love… My sweet Aussie is fooling around in the Library instead of sleeping…back hug, kisses on the swan lines…arranging the curls… All of him I love you One day…I’ll listen to that accent first, arrange those curls and then I’ll eat you… No festivals, my Love…that’s what we have…not even a paper bag…eventually a straijacket… Our secret, my Love…my sweet Aussie should sleep, I have to go…I’ll be back at 4 pm…until then…I’ll be arranging the golden curls…will get lost on the Bells Road, making rounds on the Dimples, love-squeezing the Hills, turning the Aussie…contemplating the Big Scandal…lilying The sweets, capturing The Great Sweetness…falling in ecstasy…again, and again… The flow of ecstasy…slipping on your neck, on your chest…a lily in the mid-Galaxy…fire on the Lilies Road…vampire tulips…The Pulse…forced landing… Our secret…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between…infinite desire… If so, we will be silent, my Love..all off…hugging the thighs, kisses and lilies and infinite Love…up to the Bazaar…immersion…lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road…tulip-capture…arch-cuddle…slipping, landing…the path on The Path…The Pulse…fire… Kisses on that line of candor…sweet Aussie is upset…hugging the Path, seizing the Hills, buttercups-cuddle, gems-kisses…seizing The Great Sweetness…lily-love, hungry tulips…lost in you, full of you…The Pulse…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…lily prison, lily-cuddles…infinite sweetness, infinite desire…fire… Why the ‘movie’, my Love? what did I “say”? There is an abundant vegetation in Jackson…lot of places to hide…attack Eating the Aussie…fire…hungry tulips…seizing the Hills…kisses on the thighs up to the Bazaar…infinite desire… Okaaay, 180…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…your hands don’t know where…The Great Sweetness on his way…The Pulse…lily-cuddles…hot velvet, hot hardness…jail time…infinite ecstasy… Again, my Love? Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…deep iintrusion…that Nose…lost in you… My Love and the details… Hot velvet, hot hardness…peony-cuddle…The Great Graceful Climb-ing…lily prison, lily-cuddles…sweeeeet prisoner…jail time Gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse Storm in the Bazaar Lilies on the Gems…peony-love on the tender sides…slipping in ecstasy…lost Curls I love you…fire The sweetness of your being…you could at least wish me good, turbulent night, my Love… Kisses all over Gentle kiss, hungry kiss…those curls…lost Self-service, my Love…I’m sleeeeepy… I know, The Great Sweetness has other problems…lily-fondles, crazy tulips…forced landing… The self-absorbed Great Sweetness…slipping…kisses on the Lilies Road, trumpets on the hips…hugging the Path, caressing the tender-sides, down on the thighs, down in the Bazaar…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost in you… How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? My most beloved, I’m heeeeeere…trumpets and bells and peony-love…