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I would be sedated by your love

 

 

 

Greedy will kiss you

Why? I don't know. I just know I have this passion, for you. I never imagined it would be like this when we first met. You're so polite and stiff, and I'm that shy. A combination of boring, conservative, old-fashioned, or whatever it's called. We never talk about anything related to love, let alone about love. We're just trying to get to know each other, understand each other. And as long as we're together, it never occurred to me that I would be sedated by your love, would be tempted by your passion, until I wanted to make love to you.

Age: 24

Breast Size: D-E Bra Cup.
Height: 162 cm
Weight: 51 - 54 Kg
Country: United States

 


In the world. Really, we who are a couple, never grandiosely think there will be another life. Either in heaven or hell. We just want to be calm, ladies and gentlemen, in this little room especially when we're wanting to make love. Calm down from the pounding of debt-collectors, a pair of sheepish cats, or a brain that often questions, "What tomorrow are we going to eat? The rice runs out, the gas doesn't hiss. Even tempeh bosok is not in the kitchen." Really, we just want to be calm, even when we're just making love.


Ever since we exchanged spit and flashed our tongues when it was quiet to meet in the purple room we began to understand the true body that we drag along the breath. "Be one. Blends. Without knowing anything you ever knew." At that time the body heat that fused one can make your teeth Glue the wounds you hide in the scorching afternoon. Through lovemaking we achieved the most ancient shale of knowledge. "Unfortunately, we're not in the park or in quiet space, baby."


I scribbled a pencil on the paper with a thin, thick shade. This is our wedding bed, baby. It is quiet and there will be no sound, other than those of us who send ancient prayers that are not recorded in the Bible. "We are not sinners. So it is not detailed the most solid dying in the books." We're just a couple who aspire to in space. "Is space a circle?" you asked, hiding a sigh in my chest, the knock of a voice I knew wasn't from a brother, scuttled me. "Your time is up. Please extend or bring your disgusting tail from this room." 


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