SharllotteQueen

It comes to mind that you'll get different Not exactly prettier Not stronger Not more docile No more careful Just that you'll get different Like if this season of not seeing me I'd surprise you too Maybe because you know How can I think of you and list you After all the nostalgia exists Though we don't cry in ghostly platforms nor on the pillows of franchise nor under the opaque sky I nostalgio Your nostalgia And how it bursts me that it nostalgia Your face is the vanguard Advertising Maybe it comes first Cause I paint it on the walls With invisible and sure strokes Don't forget that your face He looks at me like a city smile and angry and sing As a people And it gives you a fire impossible to swallow Now I have no doubt You'll come different and with signs With new With depth frankly I know I'll love you without questions I know you'll love me without answers.

My slave, Témeme. Love me. My slave! I am with you the greatest sunset of my sky, And in it my soul stands out like a cold star. When my steps turn away from you. My own fouet tombs on my life. You are what is in me and is distant. Fleeing like a choir of chased mist. Next to me, but where? Far away, what is far away. And what's far under my feet walks. The echo of the voice beyond silence. And what grows like moss in the ruins.

Raw, hot, exhausted from this rich cogidón, I arrived at my second date. He received me and told me to show up. I passed by and sat in the room, he said to me: how beautiful you are today! And he kissed me. I had sucked my first date and he kissed me, told me I knew the strawberry. To which I said it was because I had eaten a sweet.. and how delicious I ate a candy! Sitting in the room, he told me, let's go to the bedroom; We climbed up and put a series on the TV, we both lay down, and we were watching the series, he suddenly caught his face and planted a kiss, I turned around and with my leg, I squeezed him, we were totally embraced and stretched out. We started kissing, when I started to lower my hand towards his Bermudas, and as I was short, I put his hand and over the boxer, I started to attr the cock. I hadn't been enough to have taken before, I felt hot and I wanted to keep attr. The moment I caught the dick on the boxer and started kissing him, I started to feel how he hardened. I started to heat up, I climbed on him and I started to kiss his neck. As he kissed, he felt her breath as he was moved.

He began to move quickly, wanted to come back and very soon. After all, she already had three orgasms and I only. I bit my ear, I kissed my neck and I moved like crazy, but this time I had more control over my body. The harder it was for me, it was when he stood up and his breasts came out with their movements. The view was sublime, his perfect body moving with me in him, his face of evil, happy to be able to torture me and his breasts jumping, they were an image he had dreamed of many times and now I was there.. Whenever I could attr her buttocks or hips, I loved swinging in my hands, but she took them off and grabbed my wrists and put them on my head. On these occasions he moved even more and I felt like I was coming at any moment but managed to endure.

On May 3, I went to the gym with loose clothes, as usual, because I didn't want to attract attention. I don't remember anything special. Then I went to my apartment and took a shower. As usual, I didn't close the curtains and I stayed naked for a long time looking at myself in the mirror. My skin was very white and pale from wearing loose clothes all the time that covered me everywhere. The gym had had an effect because my buttocks looked round and bouncy. I looked quietly out the window and I didn't see him there. - What a shame! Today I felt so pretty, I said to myself. I thought maybe he was out for dinner that day and it would be a good idea to sleep naked so he could see me when he returned. It was hot, so it was good for me too to sleep like that. I fell asleep quickly and started dreaming in a very strange way