Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Home Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…lost in you… Heaven… A lily on his head with infinite Love…can’t wait to get acquainted… And days, and months… I love you Let’s sleep, my Love… My Curls Zweistein… I am sleeeeepy, my Love…and tortured…I go to bed…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…purring on your chest…kisses Infinite desire…infinite longing…tortured Gemini… One…incredibly beautiful…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Have you had any sleep, my Love? Your heart, your soul? Lilies on the Gems, slipping on the Trumpets Road…hugging the thighs…infinite Love… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost in you… Too many offshore exercises… Infinite ecstasy…and then what, Curls? It was just request for info, Curls, to not wake you up… Still in NZ, my Love? Infinite desire…your…don’t know All of you, all of him…hot velvet, hot hardness…infinite ecstasy… Hugging the thighs, seizing the Hills…infinite sweetness…lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost in you…lost underneath… If we agree on the angle I won’t move until morning, my Love…lost Anything else on the agenda, Curls? Elongated… My most beloved…if you have something to “say”, “say” it…buttercups-hug…can you breathe? A trumpet in the middle, kisses on the Lilies Road…vampire tulips…fire…lost in you At what angle? Okaaay…I’m waiting for instructions… Anything else, curls? Sweeeeeet shadow…celestial perspective…angelic view…vampire tulips…infinite sweetness… Sweeeeeet weight…your lips…your…lost Something like that, Curls…my way…immersion… My Love, my Love, my Love… Have you seen my comb, Curls? Infinite desire…sweeeet weight…your lips…your…fire Why, Curls? Lost… Forgot to turn the Aussie… You most beloved…tight hug, arch-cuddle…kisses on the neck…all off, slipping, landing… Really, Curls? One…with golden curls and deep aquamarine eyes…the upper lip, the lower lip…infinite beauty… My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeeere In the Valley…kisses All off, hungry tulips…lost underneath… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing… A lily on his head The upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… You, most beloved and angry… Infinite cuddle One…with golden curles and deep aquamarine eyes, sweet, impertinent and cruel Hugging the thighs, vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…lost Sure, so that you can ‘movie’ and ‘snorkeling’ me…