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That's your first step to 'bliss' !
All mothers need to see this!
That's the most amazing thing! It means she's getting comfortable with you! Not as her "son" But more like her "man"
Parvati
I see her from afar, Sitting alone in the early day, Tracing gossamer thoughts And hearing the whispers Of her heart. Her muse is the One Who is not there, The One who is Inaccessible, Yet whose presence Is so real that He stirs the deepest passion Of her womanly soul. Thoughts shape images, Murmurs, words And she sings Of smoke and fire, Incandescent and all-consuming, Of drink so concentrated One sip intoxicates. I listen, taken by her music Toward her heart’s Center, Hoping for invisibility, That my presence not Disturb her muse, Hoping to be unseen By her consort, Shiva, Should he return While she is in her Bliss. ©sealanehill, 2017 For @soulreserve
O Looort👀😮😯😳😧😦😲😅😂🤣
This! ☝️⬆️! 🔥 I want someone to take their time and make it so much more!
It’s not what you do
it’s how you do it....
Morning coffee and a passionate kiss to start the day on the right foot 👄☕️
Few things are as mesmerizing as watching two beautiful women making out 🤤
Na empolgação, no calor do momento, tudo parecia tão certo que nem cheguei a me questionar se existia um lugar para mim à mesa. Se eu era bem-vinda, se existia afeto de verdade, porque você parece ter me esquecido em um canto qualquer, logo você que sempre teve um espaço reservado no meu coração.
Tell me about all your dreams - every bright hope and every dark fantasy.
Pillow Talk
Close the distance on this large bed and tell me everything on your mind. I want to be your comfort, I want to be your warmth. Give everything to me, release all your woes and all your energy into me. I’m yours tonight and forever. I’m yours to love and yours to use.
Watching her in the mirror, bare, glowing, and marked by my passion. A beautiful reminder of our play that still lingers on her skin.
Straddled on his lap, she’s both fire and softness, where passion meets perfect surrender.
A bouquet of roses beside her, temptation in full bloom, with desire dressed in lingerie all feeding my need for sensual pleasure.
Many claim with their hands. Be advised, I claim with my hands and my heart…you have been warned.
Sit there looking all kinds of sexy, it makes me so hungry I may just have to eat.
Don’t mind me, I’m just here for the view.
Lost in desire, my kiss and touch say everything I need to say in this moment.
Have a little fun this St Patrick’s Day! Strip her down, a then give her a playful spanking for not wearing any green. When she claims she had green on before you took her clothes off feel free to spank her just a touch harder and tell her she doesn’t have any on now. When she says you are supposed to pinch and not spank for not wearing green, give her a few more swats, sit her up on your lap, smile and tell her you get confused easily, kiss her, then take her passionately. She will “accidentally” forget to wear green next year.
You know just how to rev my engine, lingerie and seduction to please my visual desires.
Bathed in morning light, wrapping her in my touch, this is where passion meets tenderness.
I must touch, hold and squeeze those parts of you that are only meant for me, for they are mine, given with your blessing.
She dressed to please my visual desire, and I was aware enough to know what she was really after.
Treat her with kindness, cherish her deeply, and adore every inch of her soul, give her love without limits, and in return, she’ll surrender her heart, her passion, and the most intoxicating version of herself.