Life is cruel – Erotic and sex stories for adults

Morning, the bed is dented, I left alone,

And how wonderful it began… …

It was a clear day, I was alone,

You came up and I forgot,

What I did, what I wanted, I don’t remember,

You were speechless,

How it came up in a spring day.

We looked at each other,

And it was clear everything without words,

I spent you gently,

And you have never been sopophantically.

I wanted you, always wished you,

And there was no one else,

We got married not noticeably,

Everything was a caliper, as always,

But life is cruel… .

I returned home, and there is a surprise:

Clothing, mumbled bed,

Alien man and all of her.

I was not waiting for an explanation

And no one said them.

You disappeared in the doorway,

And I fell on the bed… .

Morning, bed is dented,

I’m alone, she left,

And how wonderful it began… .

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