Darina-Assigned Water Asian. A tidy cheekbone face with a fox -cutting eye framed by fluffy eyelashes. Cool sables of the eyebrows converging at the nose bridge.Behind delicious bright red lips, snow-white sharp teeth, small, even, that my breasts, back and everything else that they can reach is so pleasant to get so pleasantly. A thin neck, so responsive to kisses, holds this beautiful head. Her breasts, the size of a good apple, are surprisingly conveniently placed in the palms.
Decorated with large nipples in a brown halo, they stick out fervently, lifted up and diverge a little to the side, for which I tease her goat. More precisely, a goat. Thin waist goes into wide hips. From the back, her figure is decorated with tidy buttocks playing when walking. And a soft tummy that closes with a beautiful pubis under the thickets of black hair. Roliks of the labia, naked, like her legs are hidden between her delightful legs. completely devoid of vegetation, not because it gets rid of it.
Because by nature she was so given: to have smooth dark skin, almost completely devoid of vegetation. And this treasure, this happiness is my beloved, my only, my chosen one. For which God sent me such happiness – I don’t know. Apparently in the heavenly office, the lining came out and sent it not to the one who was intended. Sincere peace occurs only when I am nearby, when I am in the zone of her visibility, in the reach.
She will not tolerate any rival next to her and even my sisters strain her. She sees in them not relatives, but just women who attempted to attempt on her property, on her wealth, on what can belong only to her alone.
Sincere peace does not mean the rest of the bodily. In this case, everything is not at all the case. She just needs to touch at least for a moment, feel a response touch. And kisses in the neck, in the upper back, when it is busy with something, cause undisguised delight, an oral reaction, which can only be reassured only in bed. Flashing like gunpowder from the slightest touch, I am ready to get it out, suck you to the end, so that thoughts do not appear to look at other women.
And therefore, early in the morning before work you will be saddened and expelled, even if you are not quite ready for this. And if this cannot be done during some days, then there are all one way to send you devastated to the ringing in the eggs.
The best pastime for gifts when she is in your arms. This little baby will be knelt down to you, just to get along with a side so that he can hug her, press it, stroke. She does not ask for words of love. These words themselves fly off the lips, because it is impossible not to admire this perfection, this gift of fate. But more important than all words are still touched. Even in a dream, when you turn to the other side, it will climb over you, press your back and a ass, put your hand on your chest or on your stomach, and calmly falls asleep.
At night he feels you: are you here, are you all here. Throwing a hand behind your back, check your presence, will definitely check what is given to you, but belongs to it. And if it suddenly turns out that this part of the body woke up, stirred under her arm, then a dream, off the dime, it’s time to get down to business.
In sex, she is tireless and invented. First -graders wrote to the Kama Sutrot, and she has a higher education. There are no such poses and such methods of satisfaction that she does not know. She gets pleasure, pleasure from sex, and shares it with you. And gives even more than he gets. Any of her movements, any of her action turns into eroticism. There are no such points on the body that they are not able to excite it. As on your body there are no such places that they would remain indifferent to her caresses. Even her bites are excited, they are taken into a state of ecstasy.
The time spent in her society turns into a continuous fence of the flesh, the holiday of sex. And when you are already fully exhausted, completely exhausted, she will find a way to excite you and promote at least one more time.
She is so, my Darina. And I am grateful to fate, to the gods, that they sent me such a gift.
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