MiaLaurenty

Perversion is just another form of art. It's like painting or drawing or sculpture. Except, instead of paint, we perverts use sex as our medium.. 💕🍌❤

We will devote ourselves to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy.. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. . 😈😏❤ Nous allons nous donner à tout ce que nos passions nous suggèrent and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. - I'm not. - I'm not. 😈😏❤ We are going to give ourselves to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ...😈😏❤

We will devote ourselves indiscriminately to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

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We are going to give ourselves indiscriminately to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

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We will devote ourselves without discernment to all that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

Eroticism is the art of discovering and delighting in the secrets hidden in another's body..🌹

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L'érotisme est l'art de découvrir et de se délecter des secrets cachés dans le corps d'autrui L'érotisme is the art of discovering and delighting in the secrets hidden in the body of another.🌹

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Eroticism is the art of discovering and delighting in the secrets hidden in another's body..🌹

I am in love with you, the way you smile in the middle of every kiss, the way your lips kiss my neck. The way I laugh at my foolishness, your eyes, your smile, your feelings, your presence. I am in love with the way you made me feel.💞💋

I fell in love with you, the way you smile in the middle of every kiss, the way your lips kiss my neck. The way you laugh at my stupidities, your eyes, your smile, your feelings, your presence. I fell in love with the way you brought me back..💋💞

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I fell in love with you, the way you smile in the middle of every kiss, the way your lips kiss my neck. From the way you laugh at my nonsense, from your eyes, from your smile, from your feelings, from your presence. I fell in love with the way you made me live again. 💋💞

- We will devote ourselves indiscriminately to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

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We are going to give ourselves indiscriminately to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

- We will devote ourselves without discernment to all that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ... ❤🔥😏

No erotic event exists in isolation, it gives you a life once and then you forget it. The erotic exists only in memory: remembered, reimagined, re-visited more and more times in an unceasing present ...🔥💋

No erotic event exists in isolation, can only be experienced once and then forgotten. L'érotique exists only in memory: I remembered, I reinvented, I re-invented, I re-invented again and again in an incessant present. ...🔥💋

No erotic event exists in isolation, to be experienced only once and then forgotten. The erotic exists only in memory: remembered, reimagined, relived over and over again in an incessant present. ...🔥💋

We will devote ourselves to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ...😈😏❤

We will give ourselves to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ...😈😏❤

We are going to give ourselves to everything that our passions suggest and we will always be happy. Conscience is not the voice of nature, but only the voice of prejudice. ...😈😏❤

I thought he was only there a few moments before. It was a bed, where the water was sliding all over the body. And I found it intensely erotic. Almost everything in him had begun to make me erotic.. 💦🔥💕

I thought he was there a few moments before. She was lying down, the water was pouring on her whole body. And I found it intensely erotic. Almost everything he did began to appear erotic to me.. 💦🔥💕

I thought he had been there only moments before. She was lying down, where the water had slid all over his body. And I found it intensely erotic. Almost everything about him had begun to seem erotic to me.. 💦🔥💕

The magic of my profession allows me to live the life of my protagonists and the pleasure of describing slowly and carefully an erotic encounter. 💋🔥

The magic of my craft allows me to live the lives of my protagonists and the pleasure of describing slowly and carefully an erotic encounter greatly exceeds the pleasure of living it.. 💋🔥

The magic of my craft allows me to live the lives of my protagonists and the pleasure of slowly and carefully describing an erotic encounter far exceeds the pleasure of living it.. 💋🔥

Welcome to the most erotic profile on XLOVE.

Here I want to leave very hot stories that I would like to be able to do with a daring user

I just woke up from a dream, it's been so real that I'm still breathing fast.. If you saw my nipples right now you'd want to pinch them for sure, because that's what I'm doing right now, I can't help it. .... Yes, I'm also very wet, I notice it touching my panties on the outside.. Now under the panties, I take my fingers all over my vulva, my clitoris, I slide them and I put them inside. Phew, it's all soaked ... I think I came during my dream, in my dream I came, that's for sure, I can still feel it, but I think it was also real, although I'm still wanting ... but well, that happens to me when I'm really horny, you know, I want more and more, an orgasm isn't enough for me, it's like addictive. That's why I couldn't resist calling you to tell you about the dream, even though while I'm telling you I'll start coming up again .... If my voice goes away, I'll still have my hand busy out there. .... Do you want me to tell youMmmmm, I think that's a yes 😏 I have a blur at the beginning, so to summarize there was some alcohol involved and we talked shamelessly. We were seen to be excited from outside, we had a hesitant conversation, which was becoming heated by the moment. The themes went back and forth between experiences we had ever had and things we wanted to do.. Suddenly the conversation continued but we were no longer there we were walking in the street laughing and warming ourselves in equal parts. I got close to your ear and told you that I was very horny, you knew it very well, and from how your cock felt when I rubbed against it with my leg, you were like me or worse.. But I felt the need to tell you more closely and tell you as if it were a secret that for a while I had been wanting to touch myself, and I wanted you to look at me. I felt your cock get harder against my leg.. With a broken voice you told me that you really wanted to look at me. And suddenly again we were no longer on the street). Now I was on top of a bed, on my knees, with my legs apart, sitting up. She was in her underwear, dark red, velvety.. My hair was suddenly straight. I was checking the room trying to decide where you were going to put yourself, who was standing dressed looking at me.. I was still very excited and I couldn't decide, I wanted you to see me but as if you weren't there, as if you were spying on me. You suggested standing behind the door and looking at me through the crack as if you weren't there.. But I also wanted you to be there close, I wanted to hear your breathing that was driving me crazy, but I didn't want to see you looking at me while you touched me, because then it wouldn't be like you were watching secretly and I wouldn't masturbate for me like I wanted to, I'd do it for you as more of a show. .... And then it occurred to me that you would remain sitting opposite in a chair that was there and I would blindfold myself so as not to see you looking and thus imagine that you were not there .... I placed the chair and while you took the opportunity to get closer and touch me, you pressed me against you from behind, touching my tits with one hand under the bra and with the other my pussy above the thong but squeezing. And though I couldn't help moaning, and almost got carried away, I let go and continued with my plan.. But since there was a good chance that in five minutes you'd be fucking me in the middle of the game, I tied your hands behind the chair with a rope that magically appeared there so you couldn't touch or move much, at least until you managed to untie the knots.. While I was tying you up, you were already naked and my wet thong straddling your thighs was looking for your hard-on cock.. I brushed it two, three times, going up and down and I tried very hard to separate myself because at that moment I was only thinking of stopping the rolls and putting it to the bottom right now. So I backed away, got hold of the bed, and put the blindfold on.. It was soft, pink and black like satin, I tied it tight so it would take time to loosen. I no longer saw anything. I lay down and began to caress my breasts under the bra, my nipples were incredibly hard, contracted. A hand went down and I began to play with my sex, on the outside, I began to caress everything, touching my entire lips above, below, surrounding my clitoris from afar. It was all wet, like right now I have it. Yes, I already have a busy hand again, just remembering I'll get back on. I think you're also making better use of one hand, you hardly say anything mmmm The thong had magically disappeared, and now she was caressing my inner thighs with both hands, the vulva, the groin, she went back down, pulled a little bit of a labia with one hand, the other went closer to the clitoris. I went back up to my breasts and undo my bra.. I got up to my knees and looked around me. There was by my side suddenly my new toy

So much so that our flesh disappeared, so much so that we lost our breath as she and I were devoured by the same bloody and insatiable mouth.

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To the point that our chair disappeared, to the point that we lost the souffle, while she and I were devoured by the same bloody and insatiable mouth..

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So much that our flesh is scarce, so much that we have lost our breath while she and I were divorati da stessa bocca sanguinea e insaziabile.

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The orgasm is the great word eater. It only allows the moan, the howl, the subhuman expression, but not the word

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Orgasm is the great eater of mots. I only allow the gémissement, the hurling, the inhuman expression, but not the word..

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Orgasm is the great devourer of words. It only allows the groan, the scream, the subhuman expression, but not the word.

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I never get tired of looking at you so that when I close my eyes I have your image engraved in my mind like a photograph.

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I never tire of looking at you so that when I close my eyes, your image is engraved in my mind like a photograph..

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I never get tired of holding you so long that when I close my eyes I have imprinted in my mind your image like a photograph.

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They say having sex increases work performance. Let's be productive!

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They say having sex increases performance au travail. We're productive!
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I say having sex increases your earnings. We're trying to be productive.
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Be silent when you have nothing to say, when genuine passion moves you, say what you have to say, and say it hotly..

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When you have nothing to say, when genuine passion moves you, say what you have to say, and say it warmly..

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You keep quiet when you have nothing to say, when a true passion moves you, say what you have to say and say it with warmth..

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Melted in the fire of desire, so my skin was marked by your entire body.

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I was in the fire of desire, so my skin was marked by your intero body.

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Fondue dans le feu du désir, ma peau était ainsi marquée par tout ton corps. Fondue in the fire of desire, my skin was so marked by all your body..

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Melted in the fire of desire, so my skin was marked by your entire body.

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Fondue dans le feu du désir, ma peau était ainsi marquée par tout ton corps. Fondue in the fire of desire, my skin was so marked by all your body..

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I was in the fire of desire, so my skin was marked by your intero body.

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