Als ich neulich im Internet blätterte, stieß ich ganz zufällig auf folgenden, weisen Spruch:
Zweifelsohne steckt in diesem kleinen Kunstwerk eine Menge Wahrheit. Warum nur ist es so schwer, sich wirklich an dem zu erfreuen, es zu genießen, es zu erfahren und es zu bewahren, was man hat?
I want your fingers to slowly crawl down my belly while you kiss me, I want you too unbutton my shirt slowly and expose my perky nipples and lick and suck each one.
I want your hands to grab my hips while you kiss me deep, and pull off my pants and spread my legs.
I want your lips to kiss from the tip of my nose, down to my belly, thighs and toes. And I don’t want you to forget my neck, I want you to bite it softly and hear the moans that escape my lips.
I want your fingers to do the walking, and wander down to my wetness, and slowly move around rubbing, touching and feeling the places you know that get me going.
I want you to pick me up and spread me open, and fuck me slow, then fast, and then back to slow.
I want you, to ravish every single inch of my body. I want you to breathe me in, and let me feel you deep inside of me.
I want you. Right now. Come and get me?
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Die Schatzkiste enthält kleine erotische Fundstücke, entdeckt irgendwo in den Tiefen des Internet.
