Aquamarine Silence https://validator.w3.org/feed/docs/rss2.html I love you…it burns… My beautiful Aussie should sleep…I’ll be back at 9 pm…until then…daydreaming of The Original Sweeeeet weight…His Sweetness on his way…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…lily prison…lost in you… WWWhen do I get The Original, Curls? Sweeeeeet shadow…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…fire…I kept zooming it but it just turned into cubism. Damn pixels… My disheveled Love…gold and deep aquamarine…deep intrusion… Beautiful photo…I like the position…don’t shoot, Curls… And our days…how was your day, my Love? How is your heart, your soul? Come here… The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…infinite ecstasy…the angle is adjustable…lost Hold me a little bit…the almost feeling of your arms… Ashamed…sort of… Your thighs, your hips…lost… Sweeeeet shadow…vampire tulips…fire… Hugging the whole sweet, curled, tormented Aussie…peony-love on the tender sides…kisses on the Bells Road…down on the dimples and Hills…all off…turning the Aussie…lily-fondles, all of him…slipping, landing…lost OOOh, my Love…I forgot the circadian folly…it’s 3 am in NZ…your should sleep… Okaaaay…lot of exercises…lost My most beloved, I’m heeeeeeere Kisses I love you… OOOh, so Curls can sing it out but I cannot write about it…the liberty of expression is in danger… Lost…infinite desire, infinite longing…it burns… My most beloved, I have to go…I’ll be back at 5-6 pm, don’t know exactly ’cause I go swimming…until then…promenade on the thighs… Hold me a little bit…we can call it ‘submersion’, Curls… I knowww, my Love… My most beloved…I hold you, I love you My Love…can I change position? No? Okaaay…sweeeeeet weight…the touch of your skin, your breath, your lips…your…lost Click-freeze on ‘Snorkeling’…come here… ach so…until now curls was multitasking…vampire tulips… In the silver glow…lost I changed my mind…maybe it’s better if you sing it out, my Love…lilies on the Gems, a trumpet in the middle…gentle tulips, hungry tulips…lost underneath… WWWhen do you go back to La?Infinite ecstasy… My most beloved, curled and grumpy…are you still in NZ? HHHow many submersions? Lost… Okaaay…I’m listening…kisses on the arms, up on the swan lines…buttercups-hug… Infinite ecstasy…can I “say” something? Hugging the whole sweet, curled, grumpy, tormented Aussie…arch-cuddle, buttercups-hug…arranging those curls…lost on you… Only critiques…any recommendations for the script, Curls? Eventually write it yourself? Sweeeeet shadow…celestial perspective…angelic view…vampire tulips…collapse… I’m good Infinite desire… Not sure if ‘Classic?’ was an instruction…The Path on the hills, your thighs, your hips…His Sweetness on his way…The Great Intrusion…lost I forgot…I’m good All of you, all of him…hot velvet, hot hardness…The Pulse…infinite ecstasy… Okaaay…waiting for instructions… Sweeeeet shadow…hugging The thighs, seizing the Hills…all off…vampire tulips…emergency turn…collapse This is Curls’ way to enrich the conversation…submersion… tulip-capture…lost Loving you…heaven…a trumpet in the middle, bells on the Lilies Road…kisses on that line of candor…vampire tulips…lost My most beloved and curled, I’m back… Home