Sperm Shack Movies: Thoughts aloud

Well, I will say here that when the heart does not overwhelm the words, and not even thought ... Experience, which is not easy even in the verbal form. When every cell of its body feels the touch, which has not been in reality. But here and there, it seems most welcome as a last sip of air sentenced to death. And it is here where, for what the brink? Quiet whisper, even when not parse words and breath fires, promising all the joys of paradise lost. Guba manyaschi so close and what secrets they carry that hides this neisprobovannaya tenderness. Not so whether the man dragged to the water, dying of thirst? As if undiscovered universe is calling you, calling rasstvoritsya, blend it to become flesh.
Oh, how sweet whirls head, and you fall, fall, and this fall you forget about everything. Somewhere there, as if in a past life, remains nemytaya dishes, retreat turmoil at work, delivers the position of eternal headache ... And you all fall and fall when they are denied the body, and ease fills all tvoja substance. A lips caress, giving you - you. I tvoja body of the newly born this emptiness, acquiring updated soul. And with the growing heat seconds each, having replaced tenderness. And you already short of the lips, all tvoja substance crack stupid beyond decency. Hands without knowing rest, stranded in delirious nonsense, giving his most warmly hidden corners. But giving your passion, you get in return!
Through tvoju skin, you feel. And as if suddenly come from nowhere vision. Here, you are standing on the bank of raging sea. I wind develops твои dark hair. About how I wanted to be this wind, Sposoben tvoja climb body under clothes, nevidya crossings. Feel your salted smell, feel tvoju force. And you sleep like a child serene, and the first tentative rays of the sun slipping zagorelomu on your body. What they feel rays tvoju enigmatic smile intact, stems in the hands of the strong. As probably sparing them now, that may not be a sinful woman earth to awaken you kisses. About how I wish you, dear. Away clothing, porvi them to me, forget about everything! Please, Come in me, entertain me thy velvet skin and persistence of your lips. Tenderness concedes fury, it's zhelannee a hundred times. I just thy at this moment, and even if it lasts a moment of eternity, the sweet eternity.
The light off the monitor long, soft palms moves dawn sky, and again nevyspavsheysya you go to work. Your invented and the world will again bezlunnoy wait for the night to beguile quiet steps to recall its own ... and about you?