Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html My sweet, beautiful Aussie and his Dusty companion…kisses to both I can’t stay now, my Love…and you should sleep…I’ll be back at 5 pm…until then…promenade with trumpets and bells…I love you Arranging the golden curls…gentle kiss, hugnry kiss, deep intrusion…The Beauty, The Lover and The Ouroboros My most beloved…I saw again the ‘Why?’ on the affichage… How was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Hugging the whole sweet Aussie… ‘Our nights’ – this is not news, my Love…lilying the statement…infinite Love…peony-cuddle… What has my Love realized again? I miss my Aussie terribly…kisses on the swan lines…deep intrusion…peony-love on the tender sides…slipping on the Mid-Galaxy…a lily in the middle…down on the Lilies Road with trumpets and bells…fall in the Bazaar…Big Scandal…lily-storm, emergency landing…sweeeet, hard prisoner, jail time…fire… I’m sooooorry, my Love…I got caught in a political dispute and had to find a way quickly to reconciliate the tomcats…I even didn’t have time to leave the chair…however, my sweet Aussie should sleep at this hour…back hug, arch-cuddle… We’ll marry tomorrow, my Love… My most beloved is provoking me…infinite smile, infinite Love… Next turn tomorrow at 10 am, my Love…kisses on the neck, down on the BelLS Road… I’m sleeeeeepy, my Love…and still heavy-headed…I’ll be back at 10 am…I work from home tomorrow…I hope there will be no disruptions…until then…purring on the Lilies Road…peony-love on the tender sides…down on the hips, down on that line of candor… Is the sweet Aussie media blackout a special Aussie method to look for me, my Love? I’m heeeeeeeere WWWhen, my Love? Kind of…oppressive council My most beloved has realized something again… His Sweetness on his way, your hands don’t know where…The Great Instrusion…sweeeeet prisoner…intermittent jail time… No bending…The Path on the hills…lost I’m sorry, my Love…I couldn’t leave it out from our today’s “conversation”…deep intrusion…infinite ecstasy…arch-cuddle, emergency capture…fire… The Work…does it involve the gnomes, my Love? My sweet, complicated Aussie…I love you Lost underneath the stubborn Aussie…the desire is so strong that he rather doesn’t even talk to me…sweet weight, sweet prisoner…jail time 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… Sweet dreams, my Love…no fooling around in The Library… 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… Home