How delightful you are without your clothes!
I cover your face and neck with kisses,
And sink down to two hillocks,
I carefully kiss the nipples and get drunk......
Lower and lower, I lower myself,
And now at the door so cherished,
It’s wet and warm with my tongue,
Two lips are parted gently.
The delicate, delicate aroma of your bud,
You know...... This is the height of charm......
I drink your juice, in heaven, I am the seventh.....
And full of a sense of possession!
There is a magical hillock......
That is the key to the keyhole,
With the help of it, I try to enter,
In you, my princess, gently, immaculately.
How marvelous is your pink flower!
To caress the lips with pleasure,
I wouldn’t come off...... but I was already wet......
What a pity that this is all in my imagination.....