Slayashell

Slayashell

Confessingmysins

Schmackebaetzchen: Hellbecomingroundthemountain: &Amp;Ldquo;The Smell Of Her Hair, The Taste Of Her Mouth, The Feeling Of Her Skin Seemed To Have Gotten Inside Him, Or Into The Air All Around Him. She Had Become A Physical Necessity.&Amp;Rdquo; George Orwell,

M-As-Tu-Vu: &Amp;Ldquo;Omnia Vincit Amor&Amp;Rdquo;.. She Says..*

Что Наша Жизнь..? Игра!!!

Badgirlinside: Toriod: Comfort…Just Being With You. His Hands….

Slayashell

An Erotic Aesthete

Girlslovegoodinnuendo: Safe…

Schmackebaetzchen: ..Wordless Talk…*

Familiar Touch

Cet Air De Rien

Preciously&Amp;Ndash;Me: © M. Doll

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