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fYour hands undress me slowly on my breasts and hips, and slide your fingers diligently between the buttons, knots, zippers. Look me in the eyes and open my blouse, and pick up the breasts imprisoned, that my desire denies you nothing, and that they are the messengers of desire. They open to you like two tender roses, attending the tongue on the nipples, and I feel trembling in my legs, and a burning air in my lungs.. There is no ambiguity in my offer, she addresses you without pudeur or timidity, and though she is tinged with frivolity, it seems that it is always the first time.. Kiss my hungry mouth, and play the two tongues in contact, there is nothing I will not consent, mine is the will, yours is the act. On my back, there are unusual paths that my hand has never trodden, And from your fingers swirls of your fingers herd the skin of my side. D'une brève et délicate secousse mon chemisier is loosed from my shoulders; Je suis à moitié nue et en feu, et je lève les bras, qui se tendent vers vous. Une courte pause au niveau de la taille, me rouler dans des caresses circulaires, et explore le reste de mon architecture, avec un passage franc à tous mes endroits. I'm going to explore the rest of my architecture, with a passage to all my places.. Drop the skirt at my feet. Finally, we.. What freedom and what independence I feel. There is no more hesitation or doubt in me, only serenity. , and the audacity. My eyes are fixed on yours, and your hands envelop me with insistence; the effleurements provoke des réjouissances, the lens frictions are font plus fréquentes. Bring me closer, cover me completely, chain me to you.