They are small courtesies that act as a lubricant in the gears of the monotonous routine of everyday life and, incidentally, are marks of good education.
I desire Your burning body, my searching hands. On burning skin, pleasure announces itself. Between kisses and sighs, we are fire, we are delirium.
ADVICE OF THE DAY: None, because it's already night
What code name would you use if you were in a bank robbery group?
What if the Earth was, in fact, a living being, and we, the "animals", were bacteria? And when this living being decides to take an "antibacterial", will this be the beginning of our extinction?