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Resurrecting Loveland
Laid back in dream state on grasses.
I am near Nirvana with his approach.
I have searched hard for this man,
I tremble, feeling close to too much.
Wait and want drench me like flood.
So peculiar sharp it feels....almost pain.
But sweet if it is...
It is a brand new needed now.
Finally here i inhale him...oxygène.
His hands pass over and i rise to them, up and down and over, over.
Pulling my hips like the moon
moves tides and i roll towards him.
Lunar pull my waves of loves motion.
And he skin dives inside...
Deep finds dwellings covered by ancient silky salty silt....
Acts of God and man have left league's of destruction's scars.
Cataclysme catastrophique
His bone digs, uncovers and discovers pieces thought gone.
Sculptured skeletons of my dead rise up and sing,
Storytelling my youth, true smile and aspect.
Resurrected by his ecstasy's thrust,
Alabaster forms Cum alive dancing.
dancing cumming undulating dancing
Once marble statuesque he turns
wet pink flesh clitty labiaesque
vulva exotica areola érotique
Hyper mons delotica now pirouette
Exalting release from stone capture .
He spills rejuvenating seed from his member into me.
Frenzied twirls of pearly white shine.
Lit phosphorescent by sun...
As it floods back out of me in a raging vaginal rush.
Down my white thigh..
Hurrying, happy, and very much alive.
To greet us on this Green grass Earth.
I searched in agony for a title for this piece. I knew i wanted to incorporate sculpture. .And I finally landed in Jeju Loveland park, Korea of all places. An entire park dedicates itself to erotic statuary and hands on exhibitions...google..take a peek...wild "fucking" stuff. =:O 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
I am near Nirvana with his approach.
I have searched hard for this man,
I tremble, feeling close to too much.
Wait and want drench me like flood.
So peculiar sharp it feels....almost pain.
But sweet if it is...
It is a brand new needed now.
Finally here i inhale him...oxygène.
His hands pass over and i rise to them, up and down and over, over.
Pulling my hips like the moon
moves tides and i roll towards him.
Lunar pull my waves of loves motion.
And he skin dives inside...
Deep finds dwellings covered by ancient silky salty silt....
Acts of God and man have left league's of destruction's scars.
Cataclysme catastrophique
His bone digs, uncovers and discovers pieces thought gone.
Sculptured skeletons of my dead rise up and sing,
Storytelling my youth, true smile and aspect.
Resurrected by his ecstasy's thrust,
Alabaster forms Cum alive dancing.
dancing cumming undulating dancing
Once marble statuesque he turns
wet pink flesh clitty labiaesque
vulva exotica areola érotique
Hyper mons delotica now pirouette
Exalting release from stone capture .
He spills rejuvenating seed from his member into me.
Frenzied twirls of pearly white shine.
Lit phosphorescent by sun...
As it floods back out of me in a raging vaginal rush.
Down my white thigh..
Hurrying, happy, and very much alive.
To greet us on this Green grass Earth.
I searched in agony for a title for this piece. I knew i wanted to incorporate sculpture. .And I finally landed in Jeju Loveland park, Korea of all places. An entire park dedicates itself to erotic statuary and hands on exhibitions...google..take a peek...wild "fucking" stuff. =:O 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸
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