Perhaps we have always liked, since the times of asylum ... in this last year of university, when everything is coming to an end and the anxiety of not finding work is knocking at the door, here we are, in many different things equal to the desire to experience an evening .. it comes out with his friends, I'm always close to her ... it comes time cocktail, then the second, then a cane, then wine .. I feel like her. .. are the two at night, sweating and sticky ball in the crowd, I want to ... among all those anonymous faces, trying his gaze, I approach .. I do not understand anything, my heart is exploding, I could not care a *** of his friends, which we see as well!! the grab for the basin , we set ... the lips look and I approach slowly ... not the Scanzano, waiting for me ... god, the bacio.le lips are softer than those of males ... I remain amazed! the overflow the breast, stroked the hair ... that night is over in his bed, that night changed my life ... I know that they are not lesbian, so that it is not even straight ... someone I define bisex, I do not call me ... I love my boyfriend, but sometimes I can not do without her, his legs open in front of me ... is a double life, in what parallel port forward ... without remorse without regrets, with the idea of being able to love the beauty and warmth of a woman ...
I bet that there are some among you, like me ... the curiosity of women, I was sort of the last year the higher the''discovery''sweet little time ago ... the skin of a woman is magic .. . nymphs enchanted us.
never be afraid to express, or to experiment ..
0 comments:
Post a Comment