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.