Saturday, November 27, 2010

Rhyming Birthday Invite Cat In The Ht

His magic







C hen we talk to the wind, never expected that He will bring a response.
I heard the birds singing, wind in the trees, felt the touch of your hands in words. It was a magical moment that captured me and did not want to leave. But the wind never stops running and I left your side one moment, then took me back to reality.
I ask the wind to take me with you, back to the magic of being with you, somewhere in my imagination to invent.
I ask the wind to bring me back the sound of your voice and the gentle caress of your words.
But the wind does not call who loves, who suffers, goes running and we are the ones we to run its course trying not to get lost in your journey.
I am here today because the wind will supply to the outside, strong enough to take with you.
Today the wind becomes quiet, becoming just a light breeze that brings nostalgia of the one whom I want.



Friday, November 26, 2010

Upanayanam Invitation Templates

just want ...




I just want to relax,
to leave your mind blank,
good better yet ...
your mind comes to me
feel your heartbeat next to mine.
I will undress you slowly,
caress caress
kiss kiss.
I Lay down and naked,
and go about your body with my lips,
up to your mouth,
volcano of pleasure and destruction.
I will melt in your softness
... you in mine.
tie you to my reality,
I be part of yours.
That what we feel now
make us lose sanity ...
and get carried away by it
amok
and allow us to finally


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Me like waking up with your scent impregnated in my body, I close my eyes and I see you again ... I see the gesture of pleasure that takes over your face, hear your cries, I relive the touch ... and smile ... I feel there is nothing that can ruin my day after having been with you.

Friday, November 19, 2010

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Your Language ....

Your tongue, warm, greedy, come to my dark forest of the doors of your spells will quietly rejoice. Soft touch wet, which seeks not only infinite joy depths. palpitations in my divine source, moist and pink perfume emanating Procures captivates you kiss the blessed aroma taste so much pleasure that escapes my entering into your mouth, your nose comes up to your senses, your fingers through me mad delight your tongue is lost on my hard spear of fire .. you burn me but I want more I seek more pleasure on your lips .. you know you .. my lips with your lips, wet desires no longer just drop bite ..

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Installation Of Honeywell Chronotherm

Without You Just Another Girl AVE







Your kisses are what make my lips are thirsty desire. Are your hands that my skin longs for your footprints have left indelible in her. Are your dreams you light my morning, causing hundreds of tingling in my desires. Are your words that gently stroking gently penetrate my heart and whole body shivering. It's your gaze that gets my heart beat faster, my legs shake, my head a thousand rounds and that for no reason into me to make me totally up to you without reservation. Are you the one who has taken over completely out of my heart and my body which melts and dreams.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

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Young, and dresses very summery, with generosity that showed her shapely legs. And the generous cleavage
marking very well rounded breast.
it was all very good-looking, and my eyes the whole reseguían ...
While sitting on the bench, walking distractedly. And to lower the platform.
There was especially beautiful.

Her slim body stood at the bottom of light.
Heat, channels, catenary and rails ...
And my mind began to distill sensuality, eroticism, her image between the eyes.
came the AVE, and mounted. Few people. It was noon and very hot.
The contrast in temperature was noticeable.
She climbed into a car further away, I in another.
I sat in my chair, ready to pass the time of the trip to Madrid.
eyes slightly to environment ...
Near me the landing. One of the most spacious in the entire convoy. That where there is a special toilet for people with disabilities.

I do not know how long it took. Nor where we travel.
just know that I opened my eyes and there it was, behind the sliding glass that blocks access to the landing.
Behind him, the door of that service, and his eyes fixed on me, I was talking about.
With gestures.
folds his hands in supplication and toward her waving a separate, clearly telling me closer, please. Presto
I rose from my seat, not without first checking with a slight look around me, that was me who was going.
Meanwhile, she nodded her head and pointed at me. It was clear, there was no doubt WAS CALLING ME MI.
As I approached the door, opened it and stepped on the landing. Meanwhile, that girl was entering the service.

- "Please help me? I dropped a contact lens and can not find ... "

With a quick gesture, took possession of the situation.


The bathroom was large, enabled for wheelchairs. A semi-circular sliding door, hid on one side, closing with a sensor ... and a box of knobs on the side. In the background the toilet. On the left, a large mirror, which was located below a blue tray, foldable, which are used to change babies. And on the right a small sink. She
palpable on the blue table, looking for the lens, and, as was rather high that table, and she was put back, showed me his splendid figure of a very sensual. While
undulated slightly, still talking:

- " And above this door closes automatically and reduces visibility. Do you place it there for not closing? "-

I indicated the threshold.
But I, I I moved slightly, and with my finger, dissimulation, click the close button.

- "Wow, it closes automatically. Hope it helps "-

While saying these words, I placed myself right behind her and walked my arms around her to pose my hands on the dash, and feel slightly. Far
move, it still somewhat hunched over and touched her buttocks lightly my pelvis.
was a divine feeling, like an electric shock. Caused its immediate effect.
My sex began to weaken.
The situation was somewhat strange. But in those moments is not a matter of analyzing any context.
cortita Her skirt was well, and being very crooked, my sex, almost touched the end of your legs. My hands are closer to the center, and my hands touched her body.
The circle was closing.
It made me even more aroused power see his face through the mirror that was in front, and our eyes met that way.
jumping fire was evident. I nailed
boldly, almost sinking above his body frail and slender, but firmly withstood the stake. It was clear that he wanted and was ready to play. I raised my right hand
board and search the open palm his right buttock, entering below the skirt and crumpling up.
contact your skin, smooth, firm, warm, gave me yet another download. And stuck my sex even more eager to grow ....

- "Hey ..." -

was the only sound that dared to vocalize his throat. A protest that looked more like an assertion, a below.
next thing you heard was a long breath, while my mouth started a tour around his neck, his mouth wide open, nibbling, sucking.
She raised a hand and tilted board, hair to expose in all its glory that attractive neck, which gradually was taking gloss, wet my lips .. My hand palpable
boldly across his bare buttocks, and my fingers began to delve into the center.
Without saying anything, slightly parted legs and my fingers, working it deep into that wet sex now.
The sighs began to turn into moans, and her breath to stir.
Through the mirror, looked like she bit her lip, trying to stifle her bangs a little pleasure.
The situation was extremely exciting. We had barely crossed three words and were well ...
His hand dropped to my waist and, with skill, almost without tapping, but still looking at me through the mirror, I lowered the zipper and reached into my boxers , finding his treasure, which was quick to make and shake his fingers. Focused
When the ass, drew back slightly and dropping, I quickly placed a condom, which has just appeared above board.
seems that everything was studied. Ummmm, the better.
The feeling of putting my sex at the pot moist and juicy, it was indescribable. Within seconds I was back at the same position. But this time I was entering my sex, feeling the touch of those damp walls, and my hands were hoisted to her breasts, holding them, feeling it as my waist started swinging movements, and she closed her legs something to imprison more, so that the friction was more intense.
placed a hand on his shoulder to push more vigorously. His face, reflected in the mirror showed his mouth open and then closed, biting her lip.
My face was blushing, and I was moving ever faster, more intense ... and further, literally nailing it to the board.
was in that position when I heard a choking moan long sustained, prolonged, and felt his spasms on my sex.
I hugged her and kissed her neck hard.
I left slowly, and sat on the toilet bowl., Down my pants to my ankles. I lowered the side rail
there for the disabled and she lifted her skirt to her waist, and without removing the thong, it tilted and sat on me. When
my point was focused, firmly grabbed the railings and fell hard. Rose. Dropped. Rose,
My hands went down ... I lifted the shirt and my mouth seeking her nipples that I hastened to lick, so that they harden.
And when they responded to that encouragement, I bit lightly.
His pace was racing back and forth, and was giving me enormous pleasure.
I was coming and they said, sighing.
She picked up the pace, within limits almost frantic.
And we ran the two, between groans content and breathing hard.
My hand stroked his breast, and with the other he combed his hair.
got up with some quickly, with a huge smile on his face, and I removed the condom. He crouched in front of me, bending her legs, spreading them to show all their sex soaked, and I eagerly licked my cock, wiping all traces of my semen.
I was exhausted, almost motionless
She quickly arranged thong, after drying with a towel, and while repositioning the skirt and made up his image in the mirror, I got to dump all the debris in the toilet.
The picture was quite eccentric mine. Standing with his pants at the ankles, and one hand on the blue board. My sex is still erect, defiant, and my eyes on this woman fall
sky ... I walked around the neck with your arms and we melted into a long kiss, with tongues meeting erect, defiant, wrestlers, rappers.
sucking them.
was separated from me before what I would have liked and with a smile and lifting his right hand fingers in a gesture of farewell, he pressed the button on the door.

- "I've liked since I saw you on the platform .... And by the way, do not wear contact lenses ... "-

The door opened and closed in a flash ... and I was alone.
Standing there without pants ...

While recomposed to return me to my seat I thought did not even know his name. Neither she
mine. Neither your mobile
or anything.

When I sat down again, went through my mind like a flash of madness, to go through all the carriages of the train to find her, ask her for a drink ...
preferred not to. Just not localized, and I entered the anguish.
was unexpected, not at all prepared, incidental.
At least for me.
Like a dream.

If My Battery Is Pink What Does That Mean

wall and your




was watering my garden when I looked at that wall ...
Rough, rough, with rough shots, poorly finished.

But my perception and approach of that nefarious work changed when you came ...
Sheathed in that dress, back generously to light. All, whole. Until the beginning of your well-rounded buttocks.
brunette, long hair and blue eyes. Smile. Walking
winding, subtly provocative. High heels in width, but high ...

All acquired another color when you lay your hands on that wall, halfway up. Palmas
open on-line your eyes.
And did you get your body back by starting a slight
movement called ... My hands open, big long fingers rested on your shoulders, they perceived the touch of your skin, your warmth ...
Your mouth slid a little sigh.

My fingers began to decline, marking a path, a path. Traveling
your back.
Percibiéndote. Transmitting
my temperature rise, my heat, my fire. Breathing
hectic close, very close to your neck.
Nearing the end of that neck and grazing since the beginning of your buttocks.
landing on your hips, and wrinkles between my fingers that tissue. Raising .... Just let go
pledge that, once cracked in your waist, to quickly lower my zipper. He left
slender, erect, eager to see the light and touch your skin, naked now. My fingers dig
, two of them tilted, palpable humidity, sighs and groans mixed with mild barely whispering unintelligible words.
A wet edge that rubs, hands that rest on your hips. Move carefully
A slow but steady, with no stops or reversals.
My lips rest on your neck, licking, kissing, eating, biting ...
And the movement that continues, in on you, without stopping. Tours
head, and you catch me with those two lights on, blue. I still babble ...
.


Noto as you for the size, leaving no loophole, allowing the brush is deep, pleasant, exquisite.
to reach the depths. Without an iota stop all the way without flinching, in one go. These other, slowly enjoyed. My hands
dropping your hips and begin an ascent through your belly, your chest to your breasts. The
located, the covers, the love, the predicament.
My fingers seek those erect nipples for touching them, pressure, stretching, squeezing ...
My body starts to back, my pelvis to swing dance with that characteristic. First
slow, smooth, soft and yielding to be gaining speed.
Our shared moisture is latent. It can be appreciated by your thighs ...
looking Our mouths, our tongues meet, they engage in a lap dance from bumps, scratches, bites, sucked.
The groans are in crescendo. They become cries, applications ... And together we
. I pour, blew it spills all over your interior wet and subjected to contractions, spasms.
My hands are stopped for a few seconds on your breasts, my head rests on your shoulder.
Sigh. Sigh.

So spend a few seconds, as if they were ever. Taste.

I turn you slowly.
Support your hands on the wall just behind your buttocks.
I look.
I put my hands resting on either side of your head.
you imprisoned.
I look. smile at me I kiss
. We melted into a sea of \u200b\u200bpassion only in contact through our mouths.
you possess. You show servile, docile. You leave.
part of the game.
I kiss the earlobe. I bite.
kiss me neck, I lick. Open your mouth and almost bite.
your lips With just a trickle of moisture marks all over my chest.
blowing, and I enervates the skin. I shudder when I look at you and leave you to do.
I look.
you support your knees and your hands on my buttocks, just to keep my body moving.
I still supported with mine on the wall, watching. Watching
kiss my English, as my sex swings.
As you manage to put it in your mouth without assistance.
Your lips are attached to my trunk and initiate progress.
My hands leave the wall and look for your head, your hair.
My fingers get tangled in it.
while enjoying my sex, look up and see me.
burned me with those blue eyes ...
Your mouth secretes saliva that you do not guzzle. Lubricates
my trunk and let the excess flow from the corner of your lips.
habeas.
My hands began to print your head slightly back and forth.
I curl, I feel it coming. Accelerate
.
and exploded again.
My semen invades your mouth striking the bell.
licks you, and I keep looking ...
got me, now you who I am.
And I like it.
I like.

search for this wall.
Rugosa, crude, unfinished, simply, shoddy.
But as I would find it again.

I still watering my garden, my flowers.
smile and think.
remember.

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I want to kiss me
Slowly, gently
I want to explore
As you know only
Q
I want to savor
I go insane I

melt slowly in your mouth
Q
I want you to take me
For holy paths
passionate that my skin
Find reasons
Q
I want to do
All you think
Do not respect me
Do not keep anything
Q
I want to smother
I want to turn on
That my sex perfumes
With your exquisite essence
Q
I want your tongue
perverse and lascivious
Invent a decalogue
of forbidden passions
Q
I want your body
Your manly figure
mine is fitting
to me yours
Q
I want to squeeze
against your belly burning
That your sex impatient
I fully owns
Q
I feel
Deep in my body
penetrate without limits
completely filling
Q
I want very strong
Embracing my back
Let's start to move
in harmonious dance
Q
That shake our bodies
cruel sentence was again
Where prisoners us burn
In an eternal fire
Q
want to get
Where no one has come
Touching the sky together
Up touching the top

Q And then it filled
From pleasure reached
I fall asleep on your chest
Refugee your arms
Q Q

Monday, November 15, 2010

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A woman always wears sexy heels as an indispensable weapon of attraction. The adolescenes not become women until they fit good heels that put the same purpose, to attract.



stilettos, to be exact, which are more like men and not just fetishists.

My friend maintains that other symbols of feminine seduction, necklines, to highlight a great chest or back, not essential. Heels together. He says that a woman without cleavage can be very sexy, but a woman with no heels, no.

heels, he says, highlighting the ass because they force out round the back and to maintain balance. This seems more generous, and that's good.

Moreover, it is to wear heels is not as bad as we had. The urologist said the Italian, Maria Cerruto, contrary to previous opinions.

Apparently, with shoe height, pelvic floor muscles are in a position to increase their strength and ability to contract.

These muscles are an essential component in the female body. In addition to providing assistance the sexual act, giving vital support to organs like the bladder, bowel and uterus.














Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Sore Throat With Red Spots. No Fever. Fatigue.

Not without my heels .... LIVING A DREAM








In the solitude of this sad Sunday
is perhaps your absence, or maybe my boredom,
waters run down the street in decline
rain and the breeze caressing my face
from this window ...
where my heart dies in a dream that lives ... perhaps have
sun if you're me.


Here I am on the sheets of this bed
lonely where you desire.
I see my body in the mirror ...
my body is hungry for your kiss territory,
which is full of desire in your unbridled passion
you fight battles on
in long nights and sweats
kisses inner caves.
I see my smiling
breast caress the soft palms of your hands,
that
mimas and smooth as a small bird their cages, while a flower

turn against your flesh beautiful
in the bed of your arms forward.
this sad Sunday, stems from what is mine ... and this loneliness
the worst punishment.
the evening calls for a little sun ...
sun perhaps would if you were with me tonight
and would blatantly dumb, naive
the modesty of my naked body.


enlazaré into my arms I love sensual,
put out my burning thirst, crazy ...
and admire next to mine, your beautiful nakedness.

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Corsets - II




A brace (corset Gallicism) is a garment used to style and shape of a desired shape for aesthetic or medical reasons, you can be while carrying or a later time.

In recent years, many items are sold as corsets when, technically, they are not. Current Corsets are usually made of lace similar to those of old, but just alter the figure of the wearer. Likewise, the term corset was given by the fashion industry to refer to tops that mimic ancient corsets, as in the Gothic culture. In fact, the corset should be made to measure for a single person.

Use





Fashion


The most common and well known is the thinner silhouette and make it more attractive. In women more often use to highlight curves, reducing the bust and waist and hip scoring. Although in the past, corsets were worn to mold a figure without form, reducing chest and hips. However, men have taken slimming usually

Mainly corsets are divided into groups, starting over the chest, and starting below. Some end up in the hip, in some rare cases, end up on the knees. A smaller type of corset is that only covers the hip, since the end of the ribs to the beginning of the leg. Can lead stockings garters to hold or fasten with a belt for this purpose.

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

How Old Do You Have To Beto Apply For Autozone

COME .... STAN ETHERIDGE






H o I meet you , bare my soul to shame, opinions or mysteries.
I make promises, do not talk of love or passion.
just want to hold me, that I possess, I need to feel.
feel your scent, your whole body cast to mine. My
legs shake, weaken.

H o I meet you, bare my soul to shame, opinions or mysteries.
I make promises, do not talk of love or passion.
just want to hold me, that I possess, I need to feel.
feel your scent, your whole body cast to mine.
My legs shake, weaken.

Your breath suffocating my body shakes with pleasure. My mouth
implores
kiss Our tongues tangled furiously exploring every corner of our bodies.
Mix your taste in me.


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Saturday, November 6, 2010

Face Numb Heart Beat Fast

frozen delights. We and sex







expired Dramatically
not find you at unease
Muero inside
I wipe
I withered
My body is glacial
With time frozen delights
Carcass
breathing
Sobrevivo
Without touching
Without tenderness

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is a proven fact that women and men alike enjoy sex. But when it comes Porn is no longer the same. While we can wish we also see a film X, the fact is that 99% of porn is made by and for men and stories in general tend to be surreal and illogical, where women are completely ignored and end up being repetitive and boring.

I as a woman, I'm tired and I "put" love to see a movie where all the women are young and pretty, with big tits and beautiful, dressed like sluts or girls who go to bed high heels and are always willing to a good fuck with men who are mostly middle-aged, fat and ugly but yes with a huge penis. Where it is important to teach male pleasure but excluding almost always female.

Thankfully a new generation of managers is emerging to show that we too can enjoy the porn film, with movies aimed at women and couples, without excluding men. They place more emphasis on relationships and intimacy, have a script more carefully and with rhythm and elegant picture, without giving explicit sex.







One of them is the acclaimed adult film director Erika Lust , with his film "stories for her Five "was the winner of Best Screenplay at the Erotic Film Festival of Barcelona (2007), Best Film for Women at VENUS Berlin (2007), Honorable Mention KINK Posted in New York (2007) and Best Film Heterosexual Erotica and Best Scene at the Feminist Porn Awards in Toronto (2008). Now, Erika also has written a book "Porn for Women" which breaks myths and reveals the world to learn to enjoy it. It offers "a clear and porn funny actual factory that will not leave anyone indifferent, whether male or female." Here you can browse the first chapter of the book. It teaches us the big differences in porn for women and men:




Male: Fellatio to the bottom the throat in luxury mansions mafia traffickers, spies, guards, or miliary which it is mounted with the consent or not to whore blonde nymphomaniacs or lesbians who are secret agents or adolescents outputs, wearing tiny top, fishnet stockings, high heel shoes and platforms impossible. Always comes too helicopters, jet skis and large SUVs.

Women: Women's modern and emancipated workers dressed in jeans and shirts and dresses by Armani, which is what normal kids ride with their surroundings, tastefully decorated rooms. Sex is always consensual and is earned, not only because he does request. A scooter or a Mini.

Considering that take place in the world 14,000 X movies, thankfully some are willing to make a film where not everything is "meteysaca."