Loren When a Whisper of Pressure Where the Wood on the Epidermis Draws a Fragile and Volatile Sensation

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A short, sharp, and unexpected shiver, The heat rises, an unknown path. Not a burn, but a new embrace, Where every pore awakens and rises. It spreads, a thin liquid veil, A burning sheet that wrinkles on the flesh. Then surprise, the sudden touch, When the liquid finally becomes solid. A harsh caress, a light tingling, The sensation is born, refuses to subside. Between desire and furtive abandonment, The body murmurs, strangely captive. It is a dance of extreme touch, A subtle play between being and the moment. The soft, fleeting pain caresses, Which, for the space of a breath, the body presses. And when the wax finally detaches, The memory remains, a divine pleasure. The reddened skin, witness to the past ardor, The sweet ecstasy still murmurs, traced

Publié par mamou5891
il y a 2 mois
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Sephiroth33 il y a 1 mois
Cette Loren est irrésistible ! 
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dirtyT33Nlover il y a 1 mois
My friend and I are looking for a slut to have wild and crazy sex non-stop! From 15 to 45 years old.
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CougarMaster1312 il y a 2 mois
à KarlM199_ : maybe wax burn like 
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KarlM199_ il y a 2 mois
What are this dots ?
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JakeHonor il y a 2 mois
I had a concept for a kitchen-based scene that I think could be really fun. Let me know if you’d like to hear the full idea.
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