DayanaDixhon

❤ ❤ Welcome to my room. ❤

Your naked body on that chest with so many thorns, that touch your clean, morbid skin, tear your firm breasts and leave the mark of tears, your scrupulous red lips, your eyes full of madness and perdition, your soft belly that declares your independence as a woman, as a flower, as life, as a bird. Woman written and described on a bed apart, he the fuchsia moon, on a purple rock. Woman of perfect form, tired of the dew that springs from your forehead and your chest. Woman with a sweet and bloody spirit like the innocence of thoughts carved from your feet, those that stopped their step on this ground that will never be condensed again.

😍I still remember when your impatient fingers played with the buttons on my chest, causing a burst of moisture in that warm, burning place of my intimacy. And when the doves of your restless hands descended into the garden of desire, seeking your mouth to drink the honey of that little ocean where your restless lips and tongue were lost to drown the strength of your inner being, sinking in waves of pleasure and groans of passion, dying little by little, skin to skin, In the eternal embrace of the master😍