In the clouds lie a mystery and set high upon the baby blue sky, a golden palace where secretive, sensual dreams are released from our imagination, and erotic stories are spoken into my heart in whisperings from your lips. From each word spoken kisses follow their own path guiding me to you, pulling us close until the space between our bodies is sealed tight together. Our bodies writhe possessed in rapture from succulent kisses. Stumbling, falling deep in to heaven, letting loose our desires to wander throughout every room of our house.
An artist, you've painted a picture in my mind, a self portrait of you standing at the top of the steps, dressed in a cream color night gown. The silk fabric softly clings to the curves of your body, flowing over your skin like a shower its waters soothing, caressing you gently draping over your pear shaped hips as you walk. Then standing close to me, pumping your hips between my thighs . . . your nipples pierce the gown like jewels adorned in platinum.
I do not want the entire group seeing these photos.Because some may recognize me. Here's the link: http://www.ourlivespace.com/hotgirl/photos.htm Enjoy babe :)
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Congratulations to Presidents Obama, Bill Clinton, and Vice President Joe Biden and your entire administration for their clever work in getting the Health Care