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silverraider9
Delicate like a peach blossom in the breeze. Your gaze exudes the purest passion. I look at you and I become yours. I wanted you to be my girlfriend so we could walk hand in hand in the park, laugh at something silly together and hug each other away from sadness whenever it weighs heavily on one of our hearts. You said it's a battle tank. It may be, but it is a tank full of flowers as if it were the awakening of spring. Before you I feel happy like a boy on Christmas morning. I love you, Bredda!
silverraider9
Beautiful Bredda. Your body is a divine nectar that provokes an infinite appetite for pleasure. Your beauty is a joy to love that not even Aphrodite would dare challenge. Your joy is a balm that cures the illnesses of melancholy. Your gaze is a crystal clear lake in which we see our own soul. You are an angel who was lost on earth. Too light for this coarse and hardened world. Your voice is a ray of light that clears thoughts. Looking at you, I think you are an Arab princess, perhaps Scheherazade herself, who could tell countless stories to postpone the inevitable end. I wish you unprecedented happiness far beyond this platform. In my heart you have an eternal home. Kisses, beautiful lady.
paulo64047
This time I'm going on a motorcycle to be fair and make my admiration for you Bredda clear. "Woman, woman From the clay from which you were created Inspiration came to me To sing you in this song In the school where you were taught I never got an A I'm strong but I can't hold a candle to you Woman, woman Woman, woman". 10 of course. A nice kiss!
paulo64047
First of all, I apologize to the other models on the site. But I have to be honest and I hope you believe every word I say. Don't think I'm exaggerating or that I'm saying this with the intention of putting anyone down. But when I entered Bredda's room, I came across a unique WOMAN, simply sensational company! A very special woman! Enlightened and sweet as the best honey. A true Goddess. The time we spent together was wonderful, time didn't pass, it simply flew by. How can anyone ask to rate a person who is above that? You, Bredda, that's right! So a 10 out of 10, of course! But in my heart and this score is a secret. I LOVED our time together and if anyone doubts this assessment, come to this model's room. Kisses on that beautiful heart and congratulations for the woman you are! ❤️❤️😍😍
silverraider9
Like a transcendental entity, she took possession of my body. I became hers and she became mine. I dream of the day when our bodies can fill each other through the purest desire. I would slide over her skin until she was boiling. I could stay for all eternity until her sensitivity awakened with love for me. Only then would I enter her and feel her heat, listening to the sound of her surrender. Completely submissive to my desire, she would be a mixture of slave and divinity that makes me experience ecstasy. She tastes like chocolate with a touch of sin. Bredda, you have become the water I need to survive. I get lost in the labyrinth of her gaze. I want you, my queen!
silverraider9
A woman with a thousand souls, who can transform her identity as she wishes. She can be a playful puer, a lioness protecting her cubs, a seductive and provocative dancer, a venerable sage who knows how to read people, but above all, a warrior who fights for what is rightfully hers. I feel sorry for all those who do not get past the first layer of her beauty, although I admit that her face has the fatal perfection of a true dryad of the woods. I myself was overcome by her appearance, for I have never seen a woman so wonderful. She is the bottomless abyss into which I was thrown and into which I will fall for eternity. I am hers. Who knows, perhaps she will have mercy on my mortal soul and allow me a gentle caress of my heart? I adore you, Bredda!
silverraider9
Beautiful princess with cinnamon-colored skin! I wanted you to know that you are much more than what they say about you. Much more than what you see in the mirror. Much more than I can describe in words. You are pure affection that became an image. A delicate flower whose petals fly in the wind and fill the nostrils with the most pleasant scent. Your gestures are the materialization of love. Don't mind the buzzing of voices that don't respect you. They can't measure up to the beauty of your spirit and need to put others down in order to have some illusion of power. I wanted to take you dancing and whisper in your ear that you don't need to fear your own mistakes, because they only make you greater. I want you to always feel loved! You are a wild beauty with the taste of hazelnut coffee! I adore you!
