SolVelez

In every whispered word, in every intense look, a flame is lit, that conquers everything, a sorcerer of desire, a dense presence, that in his arms, lights the night in an instant.. There is no fear in his being, only courage, a man on fire, who burns without extinguishing, knowing that in love, passion guides him, and the fire he carries in his heart, will not stop shining.. O fiery men, who in their essence are unleashed, who ignite the world with their strength and virility, you are the flame that lights our lives ceaselessly, and in your warmth we find happiness.

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, damp and slow, that invents you at my side, without having you; in this offer that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; On this night you will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, which is empty of you, becomes an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I hold you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete.. the brief flame of the candle erected on the candlestick, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, a defiant phallic symbol. a light breath leaves my lips, and immediately the shadow surrounds me; I wait for the firm touch of your hand, and the fierce impulse that floods my insides. And I have to make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that I would consummate with you, my love..

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you beside me, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; in this night that will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, that from the you empty, it turns into inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I close you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete. The brief flame of the candle erect over the palmatoria, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, challenging phallic symbol. A light breath goes from my lips, and at once the shadow surrounds me; the firm touch of your hand I hope for, and the fiery impulse that my bowels flood. And I must make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that with you, my love, I would consummate.

I'm alone, my body is at you I'm leaking your breasts I'm molds your tits You excite me You excite me with your moaning I've opened your most precious gift what's it and a au milieu de tes jambes I suce ton élixir I present you and I'ejacule encore et encore et tes gémissements deviennent sans fin.. I'm alone you, me my body yours I lick your breasts I bite your nipples you excite me you excite me with your moan I open your most valuable gift what's in the middle of your legs I suck your elixir I introduce it and ejaculate again and again and your moan becomes endless.

I spent the evening in your thoughts, I sighed in your memory, I dined with your paintings hanging on my table, I showered with the hormones stirring; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire lurked in my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I buried myself desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking I dreamed three dreams. The first one was when we met.. , The second was with your body, and the third was with burning moments; my body rose wet with desire, I woke up to the sound of pulsations heightened like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and in my agitated breath I cried out your name, yes.. I'm that man.♥

I've spent the evening in your thoughts, I've sighed in your memory, I've dined with your pictures hanging around my table, I've showered with my restless hormones; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire hunted down my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I sank desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking of you and had three dreams: The first was when we met, the second was with your body, and the third with burning moments; my body woke up wet from desire, I woke up to the sound of palpitations increased like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and between my restless breathing I cried out your name, yes.. I am this man.

At the mere thought that your mouth might join mine, I feel a secret anguish suffocate me, and in longing for tenderness I torment myself. The soul becomes me all ear; the body becomes me all call and it is agitated me of loves lit, while all my spirit calls you. And then I do not understand, in the madness of this dream of love to which I give myself, if it is pure blood that runs in my veins, or if instead of blood there is fire running.

Just imagining that your mouth might join mine, I feel that a secret anguish stifles me, and in the desire for tenderness, I am tormented. My soul is no more than an ear, my body is all in flames, and I am agitated by burning love, while my spirit calls you. And then I don't understand, in madness, this dream of love I'm living; if blood purely flows in my veins, or if instead of blood it's fire.

Olha que coisa mais linda mais cheia de graça É ela menina que vem e que passa Num doce balanço a caminho do mar Moça do corpo dourado do sol de Ipanema O seu balançado é mais que um poema É a coisa mais linda que eu já vi passar But I watch her so sadly How can I tell her I love her Yes, I would give my heart gladly But each day, when she walks to the sea She looks straight ahead, not at me Tall and tan and young and lovely The girl from Ipanema goes walking and When she passes, I smile but she doesn't see She doesn't see She just doesn't see My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile Is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows My baby just cares for me Baby, my baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes He cares for me My baby don't care For cars and races Baby don't care for He don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Liberace's smile Is something he can't see Is something he can't see I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile Is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows My baby just cares for me Baby, my baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes He cares for me My baby don't care For cars and races Baby don't care for He don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Liberace's smile Is something he can't see Is something he can't see I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for My baby don't care for shows My baby don't care for clothes My baby just cares for me My baby don't care for cars and races My baby don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Lana Turner's smile Is somethin' he can't see My baby don't care who knows My baby just cares for me Baby, my baby don't care for shows And he don't even care for clothes He cares for me My baby don't care For cars and races Baby don't care for He don't care for high-tone places Liz Taylor is not his style And even Liberace's smile Is something he can't see Is something he can't see I wonder what's wrong with baby My baby just cares for my baby

Dressing in red and wearing good heels to complement it, I love it, of course you can't miss a relaxed and sensual atmosphere that improves the experience! This color makes me feel sexy and desired, it brings out my most daring and horny side, it also makes me explore new things in bed, one thing you should know about me is that I like older men since I like to learn a lot from them I like to be submissive but other times I like to be in control and see men horny for me, but young men like me are not left behind since with them I have achieved several orgasms! If you're a gentleman and subtle man but at the same time you like strength and are very horny in bed like me, you will have me with you for a long time!

I spent the evening in your thoughts, I sighed in your memory, I dined with your paintings hanging on my table, I showered with the hormones stirring; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire lurked in my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I buried myself desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking I dreamed three dreams. The first one was when we met.. , The second was with your body, and the third was with burning moments; my body rose wet with desire, I woke up to the sound of pulsations heightened like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and in my agitated breath I cried out your name, yes.. I'm that man.♥

I've spent the evening in your thoughts, I've sighed in your memory, I've dined with your pictures hanging around my table, I've showered with my restless hormones; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire hunted down my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I sank desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking of you and had three dreams: The first was when we met, the second was with your body, and the third with burning moments; my body woke up wet from desire, I woke up to the sound of palpitations increased like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and between my restless breathing I cried out your name, yes.. I am this man.

It demands the touch rub and kiss of the opposite sex in exclusive bond; but sometimes claims the contso of a third party in the embrace. Oh, the triangular beauty of the bond that unites man, lover and stranger, one for love, one for sex, simultaneously that no one cheats. And the sensual charm of each lady, granting each other a transfer of voluptuousness, on a bed that three share without interference.. ¿Who is more expert in the stealth arts of pleasure gratification, than the woman who sees her own parts when exploring another woman's skin, and what better education or school for the inexperienced man, (are they not all? ), to observe how much exquisiteness, fieryness and manners are revealed in them.. In continuous rotation, interwoven, live, backwards and forwards, without taboos, repressing the senses, uniting the innocent with the perverse.. I'll coin my kisses over kisses she's left in you, with the flavors she herself left in my mouth printed, but only you will catch my trembling.. And thy kisses shall fall upon the path which she herself has made by caressing me; and they shall carry her fragrance, but thy offering shall be better, because thou hast known to love me.. ¿and jealousy, can you untangle yourself from their tangles? The hour will come when the purest union is shared. Will you be the one who enjoys contemplating, or will you weep, sweet, sensual, tender, lustful master, and I will love you with the imprint of a woman; but with the same imprint on my living skin, will you adore me tomorrow as yesterday?

You are my equal, my body reflected in the sinuousness of your figure; you are the echo of my voice, the dark carnal desire that alone feasts you. Shadow that in the twilight does not let me girdle the circle of its waist, shadow that, in pursuit of it, hurries, deaf to the cry of my incessant complaint. In front of the mirror, utopian window to your world in absence, how close and how far you are, my beloved. Glass that draws us together and separates us that hides the warmth of your face, leaving the soul sad and the skin cold.