Every sight is as if its the first,
Every touch is as if firworks are bursting,
Every whisper caresses his ears seducting his mind,
Every sscent wrappes my body pulling me closer,
Now imagine the taste of my silent red lips as we speak the french language.
Let your imagination run wild! ~~~~
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Jun 26, 2012 02:46AM
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