babylove55

The smell, hot sex, hot men.

Hot Sex and Tender Love
Once we met, bored.
And in the evening into a divine ball
They intertwined freely and randomly.

Oh, you and I under the windows then
Caught sounds, reflections, shadows.
The fabric of your dress was thin,
I stroked your hands and knees.

Then they called us over
And there were unusual sensations -
Bathed together in moonlight silver
And they blew out the candles out of embarrassment...

Ah, that Sex, it was a little rough
Impatient and a little depraved.
He touched secret lips with his tongue,
When Love sat down on the bed.

She started dancing into the night.
First in amazing outfits
Then she turned naked almost,
Barely touching, flying by.

Sex wanted tenderness, love.
Love wanted sex and orgasm.
Before this desire
They never got to do it.

And, being suddenly alone
Love is easy, without any hesitation,
Stretched out, lying on her back,
Then she openly knelt down.

And Sex loved her so carefully,
So loud, deep, tireless...
Light linen fell on the floor,
The fire of the candle shook the space of the world.

... We woke up in the house only the two of us
Love and Sex disappeared in the morning altogether.
Since then, we have been waiting for them every day...
And every day they come to visit!

Rudeness, rudeness, stinginess - since saving on a girl is a bad form.