ArianaMorgan

Une femme fatale, the one who loves you well, and this woman came to comfort you.

♪ The sea that you see dancing ♪ ♪ The long golfes clear ♪…

💝💘💟Couvert par mes eaux, submergé en moi dans le palais de verre, et installé dans la chambre nuptiale, néréide fluctuant, mon élue I was in the glass palace, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal chamber, and I was in the bridal cham, and I was in the bridal cham, and I was in the bridal cham, and I was in the bridal cham, and I was in the bridal cham.. Journée libre sur la mer agitée, aussi🕎🔯✡ immunisé contre l'âge qu'immortel, et aujourd'hui attaché au cordon ombilical avec💢💥 lequel tu t'attaches à ma pauvre vie. Your existence is entered into servitude after having abjured the farouche independence of your idyllic previous state.. Now, all to me, if human, rose early, ephemère and sweet, you will be dead, but with love. De quelle liberté parlez-vous, si vous maintenez mentalité de messager servile 🔥💛🧡❤💘💟💗🖤 who transmits and does not think, prisonnier that you do not have💘💗🖤💘💗🖤Pas de domaine à votre nom? What is your name? Neither slave, you have not inherited goods, nor have you succeeded in acquiring whatsoever was yours; even the name has been given to you without gain, and borrowed, you keep it.. There is no riches in thee other than I desire, and his overflow is the trophy that someone else, pas vous, collects and eleves.. ♪ In the skin of the marcher, always love without having a lover ♪.. It's just a voice far away, without regard, without skin and without colours, a voice that barely masks the pain, a voice that breaks into a sad dissonance.. You spoke to me and I spoke to you.. Your situation of anguish is revealed in the trembling that spoils the richness of your flowers, dreams of youth, childhood games.. What a miserable chance, what an injustice, L'obscurité avance sa caresse, et la lumière masque ses reflets. And you can't know at this hour If the final light, the last dawn They look at you from near or from far.

I already knew you, but today was when I discovered you all mine; when the magic of my

Fantasy has finally undressed you, it has possessed you. Yesterday was the kiss of clothed modesty, in which the hidden outburst boiled, and no one, not even you, saw it, the scream masked in laughter. Today, though from afar, you have opened your arms and thighs, and the entrance to the garden of your senses has become manifest. Today I reside in your mind, and in your gut; tomorrow, in the mountain refuge, the world, between the two of us, will be a party

. I knew you before, but today was when I discovered you all mine; when the magic of my fantasy has finally stripped you, possessed you. Yesterday was the kiss of modesty dressed, in which hidden the outburst boiled, and no one, not even yourself, saw it, masked in laughter the scream. Today, though from afar, you have spread out your arms and thighs, and the entrance to the garden of your senses has become manifest. Today I reside in your mind, and in your womb; tomorrow, in the mountain refuge, the world, between the two, will be a feast.

Thinking like crazy That if I don't have your body, but no one touched (touched) What happened to us was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong And I'd like to go back, but I did so little (little) It doesn't suit me either I'd rather die with a broken heart (this is the other remix), brr Thinking like crazy That if it wasn't your body, But no one played (but no one played) What happened to us was out of the ordinary, you tell me if I'm wrong (tell me if I'm wrong) And I'd like to go back, but I did so little (the double A) It doesn't suit me either (Anuel) I'd rather die with a broken heart (real to death, did you hear, baby?) I always think of you when I roll and light a blunt (when I roll and light a blunt) I remember your totito mojao on my balcony (mojao on my balcony) My gut told me that you were a mistake (a mistake) Of all my decisions you were the worst (the worst) I love you, but it doesn't suit me (it suits) Talk all that shit on the networks (on the networks) But you and your boyfriend know that I am The baby (ha, ha) I know it's not the same when it comes to you' (brr) This bug and this pearl he ain't got it, ha, ha (heh, heh, heh)

I'm thinking of you. leather with leather. I breathe in the scent of your body as I feel your hands caressing me. I feel them running through me warm to their touch. Our lips are coming together. You eat me. I'm eating you. They play with our tongues. We both were... My hands seek your breasts that pierce my chest. My playful fingers on your nipples make moans gush from your lips.. You lay me down and I feel like your wet sex is swallowing my dick.. You move with gentle movements as your breasts claim my kisses. With a little bit of ease as your pelvis accelerates its movement. I can feel your penis contracting. Your moans are increasing. I feel you come to climax and bubble I pour my silences my moans joining your lips to mine.

I think of you. Skin to skin. I inhale the aroma of your body while I feel how your hands caress me. I feel them running through my warm touch. Our lips join together. You eat me. I eat you. Our tongues play. We both drool... My hands search for your breasts that dig into my chest. My playful fingers on your nipples make moans come from your lips.. You lie me down and I feel how your wet sex engulfs my member. You move with soft movements while your breasts demand my kisses. With treachery I eat them while your pelvis accelerates its movement. I feel how your sex contracts.. Your moans are increasing.. I feel how you reach climax and I gush out. You silence my moans by joining your lips to mine.

I think of you.. Skin to skin. I breathe the smell of your body and I feel your hands that caress me. I feel them running on me, hot to the touch. Our lips meet.. You're eating.. You're playing.. Our languages.. All of them... My hands are searching for your breasts that are sinking in my chest.. My fingers are enjoued on your nipples, and the gems of your lips are springing forth... You're laying me down and I feel your wet sex swallow my bite. Your moves with your movements are sweet and your breasts demand my kisses. I devour them while your pelvis accelerates their movement. I feel your sex contract. It is gémissements montent. I feel you joir et jaillir, I deverse myself, making silence my groans in joignant thy lips to mine.

I'm gonna take it off, first one foot, then the other.. I admire your beauty, you open the doors to paradise, I moisten it. I thirst for you, hunger for your breasts. My hands go up while my mouth is still down, you bite your lips I see how you like it and I want to stop. Your skin as soft as satin cloth the ruby with the tips of my fingers, I get them up to your mouth, you moisturise them and they come in to give you pleasure; soft, slow and then increase the speed. I stop and kiss you, I feel your sighs and the desire for something more, I enter you once more I feel your nails on my back, I hear the moans like whispers in my ears, I get excited, I want you more and more. I want to end it, let's do it together…. And we got to the top, I discovered a little more paradise as it rained on the.

I'm taking it off, first one foot, then the other.. I admire your beauty, you open the doors to paradise for me, I moisten it. I'm thirsty for you, hungry for your breasts. My hands go up while my mouth continues down, you bite your lips, I notice how you like it and I want to stop. Your skin, as soft as satin fabric, I touch it with the tips of my fingers, I raise them to your mouth, you wet them and they come in to give you pleasure; gentle, slow and then I increase speed. I stop and kiss you, I feel your sighs and the desire for something more, I enter you once again I feel your nails on my back, I hear the moans like whispers in my ears, I get excited, I want you more and more. I want to finish, that we do it together…. And we reached the top, I discovered a little more of paradise while it was raining.

I'll take it, first a foot, then the other.. I admire your beauty, your works, the port of paradise, I moisten it.. I'm thirsty for you, hungry for your breasts. Mes mains montent tandis que ma bouche descend, you bite your lips, I feel that you love ça et j'ai envie d'arrêter. Your skin is soft like a satin cloth, I feel the touch of your fingers, I carry them to your mouth, I moult them and they enter to give you pleasure, doucement, lentement, then I increase the speed. I stop and I kiss you, I feel your sighs and the desire for something more, I penetrate you again, I feel your nails on my back, I hear your groans like whispers in my ears, I get excited, I envy you more and more.. I want to finish, let's do it together.. And we reached the top, I discovered a little more paradise as it rained on top..

Beautiful brunette with a good time, would you like to have a fiery experience with me?? 😈

Beautiful brunette wanting to have fun, would you like to have a fiery experience with me? 😈

Belle brune wanting to have fun, you wish to live an experience with me? 😈

I am a quiet girl, a little shy at times, but after this I am quite flirtatious and daring. I am attracted to mature men, I want a little help from you to reach my most flirtatious and wild side..

Kiss me, touch me, make me yours, let us be one!

Kiss me, touch me, make me yours, let's be one!

Kiss me, touch me, make of me your own, let us be one!

I love you enough to read you every night... line after line, space for space.

I love you enough to read to you every night. Line after line, space by space

I love you enough to read you every night. Line after line, space by space

Let the imagination fly and make me yours, I want to be a slave to your desires

Let your imagination fly and make me yours, I want to be a slave to your desires

Let your imagination fly and do me a favor, I want to be the slave of your desires.

Let every sentence be filled with dirty words and unruly sounds. They're the nicest thing to hear and see on paper, because the dirtiest ones are the most beautiful.

Let each sentence be filled with dirty words and shameless sounds. They are the nicest thing to hear and see on paper, because the dirtiest are the most beautiful..

Let every phrase be filled with gros mots et de sons éhontés. It's the most pleasant thing to understand and to see on paper, because the salts are the most beautiful..

Kiss me, give me the moisture of your tongue, of your lips, make your saliva mingle with mine creating the taste of temperament

Kiss me, give me the moisture of your tongue, of your lips, make your saliva mix with mine, creating the taste of temperament..

Kiss me, give me the moisture of your tongue, of your lips, make your saliva mingle with mine, creating the taste of your temperament..

There ain't no gold in this river That I've been washin' my hands in forever I know there is hope in these waters But I can't bring myself to swim When I am drowning in this silence Baby, let me in Go easy on me, baby I was still a child Didn't get the chance to Feel the world around me I had no time to choose What I chose to do So go easy on me There ain't no room for things to change When we are both so deeply stuck in our ways You can't deny how hard I've tried I changed who I was to put you both first But now I give up Go easy on me, baby I was still a child Didn't get the chance to Feel the world around me Had no time to choose What I chose to do So go easy on me I had good intentions And the highest hopes But I know right now It probably doesn't even show Go easy on me, baby I was still a child I didn't get the chance to Feel the world around me I had no time to choose What I chose to do So go easy on me

I told you for the clouds...

I told you for the sea tree

♪ Birds in the leaves ♪ ♪ For the stones of the noise ♪

For the eye that becomes face or landscape

And the sleep rends him the sky of his colour

♪ For the night ♪ ♪ For the open window ♪

I told you for your thoughts

♪ All your words ♪

Trust yourself to survive

L'amour du mensonge Quand je te vois passer, oh my dear indolent, Au chant des instruments which are

Brise au plafond Suspend your allure harm

Onieuse et lente, And promenant l'ennui de ton regard profond; When I contemplate, aux feux du gaz qui le colorent, Your front pale, embellished by a morbid attract, Where the torches of the evening light an aurore, And your eyes attract like those of a portrait

I thought, "What a beauty!" And bizarre

Lie fresh! The souvenir massif, royale et lourde tour, the crown, and his heart, as a fish, is dead, as his body, for the savage.

I love you. Are you the fruit of autumn to the sovereign flavors? Is-tu vase funèbre attendant quelques pleurs, Parfum qui fait rêver aux oasis lointaines, Oreiller caressant, or basket of flowers? What is this? I know he

It's the eyes, the more melancholy

Which conceal no precious secrets; Beautiful caskets without jewels, medallions without relics, Emptier, deeper than yourselves, O Heavens! But is it not enough that you are the appearance, To gladden a heart that flees from the truth? What does it matter how stupid or indifferent you are? Mask or décor, hello! I love your beauty. EL AMOR ENGAÑOSO Cuando te veo cruzar, o

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Lazy lady walking the weariness of your deep look, suspending your p

As harmonious and slow as the music that is lost on the roofs. When I see, in the reflection of the light that caresses her, your crowned forehead

and a morbid attraction; where the last rays of the sun bring the dawn, and, like those of a painting, your fascinating eyes. I think, what a bell

It is! What a strange lozancy! The ornate memory, heavy and regal tower, crown, and heart, pressed like fruit, and body, are ready for the wisest love. Will you be fruit that in autumn gives ripe flavors? A funeral vase waiting to be filled with tears? What?

Smell that makes you dream in aroma

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As unknown, Almohadon caresses

Or a basket of flowers? I know there are eyes torn by cruel melancholy That hide no precious secret, Beautiful arches without jewels, Medallions without relics, Hollower and farther, oh heavens! , that those two eyes of yours. But isn't it enough

You're the most subtle appearance, cheering the heart

reason to run from the truth? What m

Ás da tontería en ti, o peor aún, la indiferencia? Te saludo adorno o máscara. Sólo adoro tu belleza. THE LOVE OF FALSEHOOD When I see you pass, O my dear indolent, To the song of the instruments that break on the ceiling, Suspending thy harmonious and slow gait, And wandering the boredom of thy deep gaze; When I contemplate, by the fires of the gas that colours it, Your

Pale front, embellished by a morbid attract, Where the torches of the evening light an aurora, And

Your eyes are attractive like those of a portrait, I say to myself: It's bizarre and fresh! The French and the French

Ouronne, and son coeur, meurtri comme une pêche, is mûr, c

Omme son corps, pour le savant amour. This is the first time I've seen you. Are you the fruit of autumn to the sovereign flavors? Is-tu vase funèbre attendant quelques pleurs, Parfum qui fait rêver aux oasis lointaines, Oreiller caressant, or basket of flowers? What is this? I know he is

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It is eyes, des plus mélancoliques, which hide no point of precious secrets; Beaux écrins sans joyaux, médaillons sans reliques, Plus vides, plus profonds that vous-mêm

It is, O Heaven! But is it not enough that you are the appearance, to make a heart rejoice that was truth?

What's the difference?

What's up, Erens? Masque or decor, salut! I love your beauty. When I see you cross, oh my indolent beloved, walking the grass

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I'd look deep, suspend your step so harmoniously

It's slow and steady while the music is playing that gets lost on the rooftops. When I see, in the reflection of the light that accari

I, your forehead crowned with a morbid attraction;

where the last sunlight brings the dawn, and, co

I'm the one from a painting, your fascinating eyes.

Me digo: ¡How beautiful she is! What a strange lozancy! The ornate memory, heavy and regal tower, crown, and heart, pressed like fruit, and body, are ready

I'm for the wisest love. Will you be there?

Or that in the fall gives ripe flavors? A funeral vase waiting to be filled with tears? A perfume that makes you dream of unfamiliar scents, caressing pillow or a basket of flowers? I know there is or

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Razed by the cruel melancholy That

They keep no precious secret hidden, beautiful coffins without jewels, medallions without relics; more empty and more distant, oh heavens! , that those two eyes of yours. But isn't it enough that you're the most subtle appearance, aleg

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Who runs away from the truth? What else?

To the stupidity in you, or worse, indifference? The

I mean, like, a decoration or a mask. I just love your beauty.