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henrymillercover
she's badass. She's beautiful, cute, charming, she's more than good at chatting, the kind that flows and you can't even wait for the time to pass. she is hot (very), sexy (very), naughty. He knows who he is and likes to be. She is more than a partner, she is an accomplice. I'm dying of lust for this person. I mean, I don't die because it's too good to live knowing that it exists. I prefer the following: having this person until I melt with lust for them. I want.
henrymillercover
When we talk, ideas and exchanges and laughter and confidences and coincidences flow and intertwine with each other in the same delicious way that we would hug, kiss, lick and merge in intense enjoyments of one and the other and of one again, successively. In a dance so beautiful that we make sex, art, dressed only in the sweat through which our bodies slide into each other and enjoying being watched by those who like to admire these two hot people who like each other: us.