I like, you know. I behind you waiting for a kind word, a caress, a kiss ..., that way my senses melt yours is killing me, I tremble with pleasure and desire to you and without you I can not, live. A startled look of yours my heart My blood is altered, my heart rate speeds up, my legs are shaking, my hands sudosas and only seek you think you feel the orgasm. What a pleasure!
look at me and I look but not say anything and is that a single word from you, enough to heal
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