ZoeBleze

He has a small, but powerful, mouth, which he uses to spit out the most dangerous things. Who wans to know?

I behave badly just so you can punish me as I deserve?

The heat of your hand lit my skin, while the gravity of your movements marked the rhythm of my breathing. The film was a great success, and was a perfect balance between thrill and thriller. My moans mixed with the echo of your firm caresses, and with each touch I felt our desire overflowing, letting desire speak for us.

Under the moon, your hands on my skin, draw paths, secrets at dawn. The mouth is a place of worship, and in the temple, the worship is performed by the priest. My body is your land, my soul is yours, in this encounter that destroys at the same time. Without words, just the touch of the soul, and love becomes a calm echo.

Your hands travel over my skin like a map that only you know, stopping in every corner where desire hides. My breath falters to the rhythm of your caresses, while your lips unleash a fire in every point they touch. In the silence of the night, our eyes meet, full of promises that only the heat of our bodies can fulfill.

The heat of his breath brushed against my skin, sending shivers that were lost in the curve of my back. Her hands, firm but delicate, explored every corner, awakening unknown sensations. Every whisper, every touch, was a fire that consumed the air between us, leaving only desire. His lips moved with an almost cruel precision, making me forget where I ended and he began.

The two of us are in a state of unconsciousness, and we are not able to speak to each other, as we are in a state of unconsciousness. I feel how your hands explore my skin with a mixture of desire and delicacy, awakening every corner that I didn't even know I could feel. The world fades away, and only you and I are left, trapped in a moment where time does not matter, where every caress becomes an invitation to lose ourselves even more

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The two of us are in a state of unconsciousness, and we are not able to speak to each other, as we are in a state of unconsciousness. I feel how your hands explore my skin with a mixture of desire and delicacy, awakening every corner that I didn't even know I could feel. The world fades away, and only you and I are left, trapped in a moment where time does not matter, where every caress becomes an invitation to lose ourselves even more.

Your eyes roam over me as if each look were a caress, and my skin responds, prickling with anticipation. It is impossible to ignore the heat that grows between us, like a spark about to become a fire. Every word you say provokes me, every movement of yours invites me to get closer. I don't know if it's your smile or your energy, but I'm completely trapped, wanting to lose myself in you.