Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html Shhhh, I’m sleeeeping, Curls… Silence…attack…lily-storm All of him, all of you I’m slowwww, my Love…I go to bed…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…kissing, caressing and lilying The Great Scandalous Sweetness… Slipping…kisses on the Lilies Road…hugging the hips, peony-love on the tender sides, down on the thighs…vampire tulips…forced landing…lost in you, Curls… Our Folía…back hug, arch-cuddle… Loving the impertinent Aussie…come here, Curls…seizing the Hills, kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on His Sweetness, hungry tulips…fire…emergency turn… I’ll be silent when I want to, Curls… OOOh, my Love…todaaay in the morning, I went to a nearby pharmacy with a long list…I always bring with me the basics, but I ran out of aspirin and I didn’t bring NAC (N-acetylcisteine)…and I didn’t bring zinc neither melatonin…I’m better now, but still not well… And I am the Radioactive Fluffy who is threatening the walls, the structure…EEEverything… I saw the ‘dark male interior’ image at the front door, Curls…OOOh, I know…this is not news either…sweet Aussie has a lot of walls and a very solid structure…except a particular part of him who is free and is making the Big Scandal day and night… Loving the sad Aussie…arch-cuddle…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses…The Nose… I saw the “Byron” post, my Love…so Curls is in his eucalyptus tree…that’s not news… Nooo title I’m not well, Curls…don’t you understand? My empathic Curls… You, most beloved…I have to move to the bed…I’m exhausted…the cold is persistent, sore throat, weakness, low grade fever…I’m not well…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I’m in the Valley…kisses Lily-storm on the treasure and the secret road…seizing the Hills…vampire tulips…ecstasy… Holding The Great Sweetness…lily-love, hungry tulips…fire… I feel my Aussie is impertinent, again… Eating, loving the Aussie…deep intrusion…slipping…lily-love, peony-cuddles, hungry tulips…emergency turn…collapse… I’m heeeeere, my Love…I’m soooorry, I’m neglecting Curls…work interruption… My most beloved, finally the sign of a dialogue…promenade to the Bazaar…tulip-capture, arch-cuddle, forced landing…lost in you…buttercups-hug…The Nose… all off, celestial perspective…vampire tulips…fire…lost…holding The Great Sweetness…fire… No. Curls does only what he wants…always…deep intrusion, all off…forced landing… My Love…can you (eventually) click on posts that look like a real answer? Not exposés… What months, Curls? I wasn’t so slowww… Loving you…kisses on the hips, seizing the Hills, lily-fondles, gentle tulips, hungry tulips…The Pulse…holding the Little Big Aussie…lost…emergency turn… Did you get any sleep, Curls? hugging the whole sweet aussie, kisses on the swan lines, deep intrusion, oppression, infinite Love… My Love, I’m heeeere Shhhhh… My most beloved…please try to sleep…you don’t sleep and that’s a big problem… Lily-Love… Bed time, my Love…no exposés… I have to go, my Love…I’ll be back at 3 pm…until then…you should sleep, my Love…hugging the whole sad Aussie…I hold you, I love you… Come here, Curls Is there anything else on the agenda, Curls? Okaaay… Our Great Sweetness, a lily on his head…peony-cuddles… I’m slowwww, my Love…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…I love you Eating the Aussie…all off…seizing the Hills…kisses on the thighs up to the Bazaar, lily-fondles, tulip-capture…peony-cuddle…all of him…infinite ecstasy… La Folía…hugging the whole sad aussie…arhc-cuddle…buttercups-hug, gems-kisses My most beloved…Curls went surfing…self-service I’m sooooorry My most beloved…I am ill and sleepy… All of him, all of you…at 8 am…kisses I love you I go to bed, my love…now I’m coughing…I can’t go tomorrow/ today to the office…I will attend the workshop online…which means… All of you, all of him…kisses on the hips, seizing the Hills…slipping on the Lilies Road…heaven…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…I love you…The Pulse…emergency turn… Home