Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I love you AAAnd The Little Soul… Kisses on the arms…arch-cuddle…buttercups-hug…the remedy… all of you, all of him…gold and deep aquamarine…lost in you I’m sleeeeepy, my Love…tomorrow is Powerpoint day…I’ll be back at 8 am…until then…crazy dreams…I’ll promenade in the Valley… Folía it is, my Love…sweeeeeet Folía Loving you…kisses on that line of candor…heaven…detour on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…loooong lily-fondles, hungry tulips…infinite desire…emergency turn…The Great intrusion…fire I knowww, my Love…hugging the whole sweet, curled, shy, tormented Aussie…back hug, kisses on the swan lines, arch-cuddle… Noooo…Curls is shy…he can only sing…eating the Aussie My Love…you should try to write too, maybe you can write faster… My incredibly beautiful Curls…all off…seizing the Hills, kisses on the hips, down on the lines of candor, lily-love on the treasure and the secret road, up on The Great Sweetness…a lily on his head…peony-cuddle, vampire tulips…the captive Pulse…infinite desire…emergency turn…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…The Great Intrusion…collapse… No festivals, no singing, Curls…whose fault is that? Come here… Months until we go live with our exercises? Well, my Love… Heaven…seizing the Hills, kisses on The Path, down on the sweets…lily-fondles, hungry tulips…The Pulse…lost underneath… My Love, I’m back…it took a little bit longer…I’m sooooorry…no comments, Curls… 15 min, Zweistein… Interruption, gimme 15 min, my Love… Immersion in your eyes…the upper lip, the lower lip…lost in between… Smiling at the ‘Tomcat dreams’… Under the towel praetexta…celestial perspective…lily-fondles on the treasure and the secret road…up on His Sweetness…hot velvet, hot hardness…vampire tulips…fire…emergency turn… OOOh, my Love…what’s in that curled mind of yours? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…try not to torment yourself more, my Love…back hug, kisses on the neck, down on the Bells Road, down on the Dimples and Hills…all off…trumpets on the hips, detour…turning the Aussie…detour on the lines of candor…down on the thighs, up on the thighs…lily-love on the sweets, up on His Sweetness…peony-cuddle, hungry tulips…the captive Pulse…infinite sweetness…arch-cuddle, slipping, landing…collapse… Anything else, my curled Love? What will my Curls do today? All of you, all of him…deep intrusion, lilies on the Gems…slipping on the Trumpets Road, one in the middle, ecstasy on the Lilies Road…seizing The Great Sweetness…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing…infinite desire… A smile from the corridor…did Curls sleep? My Love, I’m heeeeeeeere… Closed until 9 pm…lost Lily-fondles, vampire tulips…forced landing…deep intrusion…shhhhhh Okaaaay…one before sleep A good night lily on his head…kisses All of you, all of him…infinite Love…sweet dreams, my Love…His Sweetness should also rest…all day en garde… Curls…I have to go, and you should sleep…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…I am holding the hibiscus…ah, ah…lost All of you, all of him…seizing the Hills, lily-storm, tulip-capture…hot velvet, hot hardness…emergency turn… Revenge Sweeeeeet, painful Folía…The Curled Gemini at the other end of the corridor doesn’t want to come to me… Peony-cuddles, lily-love…hungry tulips…The Pulse…forced landing…lost on Curls… You, incredibly beautiful Aussie…gold and deep aquamrine…kisses on the neck down on the Trumpets Road, down on the Lilies Road…fire Kisses on the arms, deep intrusion…arranging Curls’ curls… Anything else on the agenda, my Love? Promenade with trumpets and bells up to the Bazaar… Thighs…fire Curls…who’s going to clean up The Library? Peony-cuddles, lily-fondles…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…the captive Pulse…infinite sweetness…lost in you All of you, all of him… Come here, stubborn Aussie…heaven…lily-fondles, vampire tulips…lost in you… My Curls should sleep… You, most beloved…I forgot to check the time in NZ…it’s 2 am in your world… Sweeeeet Folía… Home