AmbeerRussell

In this solitude that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you by my side, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; Tonight you will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, which is empty of you, is transformed into an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I hold you mine, and which your embrace, absent, does not complete... The brief flame of the candle erected on the palmatorium, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, a defiant phallic symbol. From my lips goes a light breath, and at once the shadow surrounds me; the firm touch of your hand I hope, and the fiery impulse that my bowels flood. And I must make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that with you, my love, I would consummate.

In this loneliness that increases my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, damp and slow, that invents you at my side, without having you; in this offer that consumes my hours of anxiety, unaccepted; On this night you will see the perfume of my skin in the evaporated air; in this bed, which is empty of you, becomes an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace in which I hold you mine, and that your embrace, absent, does not complete.. The brief flame of the candle erected on the candlestick, on the shelf, overflows into the melted wax, a defiant phallic symbol. A light breath leaves my lips, and immediately the shadow surrounds me; I wait for the firm touch of your hand, and the fierce impulse that floods my insides. And I have to make up for the absence of your touch with the dictates of my fantasy, alone consummating the same act that I would consummate with you, my love..

In this solitude that increases my thirst for you, my thirst for you, preventing me from absorbing you; in this nakedness, wet and slow, that invents you at my side, without having you; in this offering that consumes my hours of anguish, without being accepted; in this night that will see the perfume of my skin in the air I evaporated; in this bed, which, seen of thee, becomes an inhospitable plateau; in this embrace where I hold thee against me, and that thy embrace, absent, does not complete.. The brève flamme of the bougie dressée sur le chandelier, sur l'étagère, overflowing in the wax fondue, is the symbol of the phallique défiant.. A light souffle escapes from my lips, and immediately the shadow surrounds me; I wait for the firm contact of your hand, and the fierce impulse that floods my entrails.. And I must compensate for the absence of your contact by the dictation of my ghost, consuming alone the same act that I have with you, mon amour, je voudrais consommer.

It was between the first assault and the second; broken strength, numbed sex in a nest of sheets swirled in convulsion of loves and desires. I didn't allow his eyelids to drop, which closed causing isolation. I didn't let them sleep, nor did they want, how badly you want to be awake. The ticking of the mute clock, and the still time in deep sleep, beside me naked, and alternating slowly my hand from one breast to another, made me love her green eyes, penetrating the soul, not the body; without spasms, panting, or sweating, with the serenity of mirrors, which return the image, They're unchanging, and at the same time they're staying in.. He made love to me looking me in the eye, in intense sensual stillness, without gestures.. What mutual possession so hot, what sexual outburst, sleepy sex.

It was between the first assault and the second; broken strength, numbed sex in a nest of sheets swirled in convulsion of loves and desires. I didn't allow his eyelids to drop, which closed causing isolation. I didn't let them sleep, nor did they want, how badly you want to be awake. The ticking of the mute clock, and the still time in deep sleep, beside me naked, and alternating slowly my hand from one breast to another, made me love her green eyes, penetrating the soul, not the body; without spasms, panting, or sweating, with the serenity of mirrors, which return the image, They're unchanging, and at the same time they're staying in.. He made love to me looking me in the eye, in intense sensual stillness, without gestures.. What mutual possession so hot, what sexual outburst, sleepy sex.

It was between le premier et le deuxième round; force brisée, sexe engourdi dans un nid de draps ballotés par une convulsion d'amour et de désir. I have not allowed to lower the paupières who, shut up, cause l'isolement. I didn't let them sleep, and they didn't want to, so much it's painful to love without being awake.. The ticking of the clock in sourdine, and the time motionless in deep sleep, beside me naked, and alternating slowly my hand from one to the other, their green eyes made me love, penetration of the soul, pas du corps; sans spasmes, sans halètements, sans sueurs, avec la sérénité des miroirs, who return the image, unchanging, and at the same time they guard the inside.. He made love to me by looking into my eyes, in an intense sensual immobility, without gestures.. Quelle possession mutuelle so ardent, that sexual ravissement, the sex is dormant.

Flaming wavy hair raising its head in a red cloud; a heat wave rises you under the lily skin traveler. You close your eyes and see him beside you; you open your eyes and see him absent; and you decide to close them again, and leave yourself entirely in his care. The palm of an unlimited hand trembles over your outstretched breasts, and a trembling root tree within you spreads its branches. In the belly, in the arms, in the neck, a wake of succulent fruits unleashes the hunger for feelings, in confused and erotic overwhelm. His mouth is dry, choked with groanings, unable to pronounce his name; he has neither voice nor face, he is only a man, only a shadow in a forbidden pleasure. How you crack from desire, in solitude, without help; woman's offering, all naked, Juliet lonely, without Romeo.

Flamer with wavy hair raising his head in a red cloud; a tide of heat rises under your traveling lily skin. You close your eyes and see him beside you; you open your eyes and see him absent; and he decides to close them again, and abandon yourself entirely to his care. The palm of an unlimited hand trembles over your extended breasts, and a tree with a trembling root within you spreads the bower of it.. In the belly, in the arms, in the neck, an awakening of succulent fruits unleashes the hunger of feelings, in a confusing and erotic rush. His mouth is dry, choked with moans, he is unable to pronounce her name; he has neither voice nor face, he is just a man, just a shadow in a forbidden pleasure. How you break down from desire, alone, without receiving help; offering of a woman, all naked, solitary Juliet, without Romeo.

Flamboyant with wavy hair, lifting my head in a red cloud, a tidal wave of warmth,. You close your eyes and you see him beside you; you open your eyes and you see him absent; and you decide to close them, and to abandon yourself entirely to his care. The palm of a hand without limit trembles on thy breasts, and a tree at the root trembles in thee spreads its branches.. On your belly, on your bras, on your neck, an éveil de fruits succulents libère la faim des sentiments, dans un élan confus et érotique. She wipes her mouth, she is choked by the groans, she is unable to pronounce her name; he has neither voice nor face, he is but a man, that a shadow in a forbidden pleasure. Comment on craque de désir, dans la solitude, sans aide; L'offrande d'une femme, toute nue, Juliette solitaire, without Romeo, which was written by the French writer Jean-Paul Sartre..

Beautiful woman lying in the warm caressing light, alone and naked, in the anxiety of lover and explorer, trembling hands, hold yours, that in your own graves I want to be stimulating, and stimulating.

Beautiful recumbent woman who rests under the warm caring light, alone and naked, in the anxiety of a lover and exploring trembling hands, stop yours, for in your own graves I want to be stimulation, and stimulating.

Belle femme couchée qui s'allonge sous la lumière chaude et caressante, seule et nue, dans l'angoisse de l'amant et explorant des mains tremblantes, arrêtez les vôtres, que dans vos propres fosses Je veux que le stimulus soit, et stimulant I want to see you in your own pits, and I want to see you in your own pits.

Acouplée Let your breasts rain down on me swinging, slipping into the thigh basin. Pleasure, on tiptoe over the body, burns a hidden path. There's a dream of lips above the belly, of wandering lips, cool in shade and moisture, like the wings of roses unleashed at dusk. And cherries already ripe by invisible grooves, over the skin of the chest, up to the naked neck, brackets of nard on the cheeks, for the mouth alternative fruit. They crowd in sudden cadence, throbbing in tumult, blood red in restless hearts, convulsive around rough sex.. Acuplate, woman, in fluctuating, reciprocal impulses, that in your bowels I must entrench myself, and you, in captivity, I catapult.

Your breasts rain down on me, swinging, sliding in the socket of my thighs. Pleasure, tiptoeing over the body, burns a hidden path. There is a dream of lips on the belly, of wandering lips, fresh with shadow and humidity, like the wings of roses stripped of their leaves at twilight. And you tow ripe cherries through invisible furrows, on the skin of the chest, up to the bare neck, for the mouth alternative fruit. Beats gather in sudden cadence in tumult, red with blood in a restless heart, convulsive around rough sex. Couple yourself, woman, in fluctuating, reciprocal impulses, for in your bowels I must entrench myself, and to you, in captivity, I catapult myself.

Go to bed, make me feel your breasts swinging, glissant in the creases of my thighs. Le plaisir, sur la pointe des pieds, sur le corps, brûle a chemin caché. This is the way to go.. There's a dream of southern lips in the belly, of wandering lips, cold shade and humidity, like the wings of roses defoliated at dusk.. And your cherries trailers are already melting along invisible armchairs, on the skin of the breast, until the naked cou, from the parentheses of tubers on the joys, for the alternative fruit of the mouth. They are seen in a sudden cadence of heart-beatings in tumulte, blood-red in an agitated heart, convulsive around hard sex.. Come together, femme, in fluctuant, in fluctuating impulses et réciproques, that dans tes entrailles je dois me retrancher, et vers toi, en captivité, je me catapulte. I'm not going to be able to go back to the way I was before..

The lights of the twilight adorn the serene nakedness of the breasts, and it is my eyes, of your full forms, fantastic hands that profane it.

The twilight lights adorn the serene nudity of the breasts, and my eyes, filled with your forms, are fantastic hands that desecrate it..

The twilight lights adorn the serenity of the naked breasts, and these are my eyes, full of your forms, fantastic hands that profane it..

I'm sending you a salut et a kiss of welcome on your bite 😘🍆

 

 

 

I'm going to drink with you!😈😋💦

 

 

I remember I was there under the water and my chat was throbbing with a big bite and I thought that my imagination could fly so much that I could think that you were beside me in the process of hitting our bodies and kissing me so hard that it made me cry. I hope you've imagined this scene like me and that you like to think

My body and especially my chat!😇😊😉👉👌

 

 

                    😎😍 Amber and their declinations   🥰😙

A GOOD SPANKING AND BITING FOR MY TURNS ME ON THE SLAPS MAKE ME LIKE 😎🥵😈

You can take a laisse et a battement de coeur and punish me if I do something you don't like but also 😎😎

   I love kisses on the neck, sweet caresses, kisses on the nipples on the abdomen and your fingers feeling the warmth of my body that you put your sweet sex on me and give me tenderness and passion 😍 🥰                                                                 

Your mouth is in my mouth, your heart is in mine till it cuts me open. Fall all in my bowels your hands on mine and your feet march on mine. Fill me with sweetness and bathe me with your saliva💋🌹

Thinking of you.. Skin to skin. I breathe the aroma of your body while I feel your hands caressing me. I feel them running through me Rechauffer their contact. Our lips meet.. You eat me... I'm eating you.. Our languages play.. We all left together.. Your hands are looking for my breasts that are stuck in my chest. Your fingers are looking at my nipples, and your lips are glowing... You're lying down and I feel your wet sex swallowing my member. You move me with gentle movements while my breasts cry out for your kisses. I eat them treîtreusement while mon bassin accélère are mouvement. Je sens comme ton sexe is contracting.. your groans are increasing.. I feel how you come to orgasm and I come out, you make me whimper and you join your lips to mine..

With my words, I fornicate your spirit as my body would. You read me, you think of me and your body reacts. You feel my hands running through you, desecrating between your legs, your sex. You feel my fingers, my mouth feed on the juices you distill just by imagining that I am the one who owns you. And you offer me, and in your mind I possess you. Even with these letters alone, I make you mine as much as I want.😋

(But contained down here)

Ignore the mots and use your lips to caress me and your palate to warm me and your tongue to moisten me, recite me with the passion that rests in your mouth after having verified that this thickness also s'allongs.
 

Disregard words and use your lips to caress and your palate to warm me and your tongue to give me moisture, recite me with the passion that rests in your mouth after verifying that this thickness also lengthens.
 

😍I thought of you and a whimper escaped me😛
 

🥵I was thinking of you and a moan escaped me😈
 

I'm only you, my body is to you I'm breastfeeding you I'm biting you I'm sucking your tits You're exciting me with your groans I'm opening your most precious gift I suce your elixir I introduce you and I ejaculate again and again and your moans become endless.

only you, me my body yours I lick your breasts I bite your nipples you excite me with your moaning I open your most valuable gift What's between your legs? I suck your elixir I introduce it and ejaculate over and over again and your moaning becomes endless.

I go for the sweet bite, tear the veins in your neck, sigh naked In my tongue, the piece of skin what have I chosen to start this new adventure without fixed directions. Touch me, profane my chest, stick your belly to my belly, plunge your breasts into my mouth, raise one leg to my hips while I revel running after your thigh I walk it,

I go for the soft bite, to tear the veins of your neck, sighs while naked In my language, the piece of skin what did I choose to start this new adventure without fixed directions. Touch me, desecrate my chest, stick your belly to my belly, plunge your breasts into my mouth, lift one leg up to my hips while I delight chasing your thigh I walk it,

I'm not going to tell you.

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I want to stay in your skin wandering in your corners until I explode in passions together in a faithful encounter. Walk your body from head to toe your whole being, with my lips until you are out of breath. up and down on you with cold, heat and humidity that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. In every delicate touch man and woman excited with tenderness and respect the allies necessary for the best sex with you.
 

I want to stay in your skin wandering through your corners until exploding in passions together in a faithful encounter. Browse your body from head to toe all your being, with my lips until we run out of breath. top to bottom on you with cold, heat and humidity that gives pleasure and happiness like a trip to heaven. in every delicate touch excited man and woman with tenderness and respect the necessary allies for the best sex with you.
 
 

What are you trying to do to me? Can you meet the promises of each of your words? Can you please satisfy my savage and bizarre side? Can you tame these intense emotions before they become more fous in my mind?

 

What are you trying to do to me? Can you meet the promises of each of your words? Can you satisfy my wild and weird side? Can you tame these intense emotions before they get crazier in my mind?

We go to this place where our embrace is so close that even the wind finds no way through it. emmène-moi à cet endroit où nous n'avons pas besoin de mots communiquer parce que notre langage corporel c'est si fluide que l'interprétation est instantanée et tous les désirs sont satisfaits. (I'm going to take you to this place where we don't need words to communicate).
 

Let's go to that place where our embrace is so close that even the wind can't find a path through it. Take me to that place where we don't need words to communicate because our body language it is so fluid that interpretation is instant and all desires are satisfied.

I want to feel you with my hands in your hands against the wall I exhale with unquenchable emotions. I want to hear your gems and your strong gems because the words are too hard to speak in the fire of action. I love you with your eyes closed while you lose yourself in irresistible desires for the moment..

I want to feel you with my hands in your hands against the wall expired by inextinguishable emotions. I want to hear your loud moans and moans because the words are too hard to talk in the heat of the moment. I love you with your eyes closed as you get lost in the overwhelming desires for this moment..

We were soaked with sweat and covered in unbearable body heat. The surface already gliding of our burning skin today we roll the gliding crest of some intense emotions and I am always in convalescence of the electrifying experience.

We were drenched with sweat and covered in excess unbearable body heat. Explosion of sensual juices overflowing and bright the already slippery surface of our burning skin Today we ride the slippery slope of some intense emotions and I'm still recovering from the electrifying experience.

He kissed me softly, he kissed me deeply, he kissed me passionately, now I can feel my fingers pressing me to remove all my clothes. When your tongue plays with mine, when your lips touch mine, when we lose ourselves in a sensual kiss, and I can feel your souffle burn your intentions in my skin I hear my fingers murmur, take off your clothes.

He kissed me gently, he kissed me deeply, he kissed me passionately, now I can feel my fingers urging me to remove all the clothes. When your tongue plays with mine, when your lips they touch mine, when we we lose in a sensual kiss, and I can feel your breath burning your intentions in my skin I can hear my fingers whisper, take off his clothes.

I want to bite your flesh, salty and strong, start with your beautiful arms like the branches of ceibo, continue for this chest with which my dreams dream this chest cave where my head hides in search of tenderness, this chest that sounds like drums and a continuous life. Stay there for a long time tangling my hands in this small forest of bushes that grows on you soft and black under my bare skin and then continue to your navel towards this center where the tickling begins.,

He will kiss, bite, until we arrive in this little place -serré et secret- who is happy in my presence who advances to receive me and comes to me in all his flaming macho hardness. Then you can go down to your legs as firm as your guerrilla convictions, those legs where your waist is with which you come to me with which you support me, those you emmêles dans la nuit between les miens douce et féminine.

L'homme qui m'aime I must know how to pull the curtains of skin, find the depth of my eyes and I know what is in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness. L'homme qui m'aime He will not want to possess me comme une marchandise, nor expose me comme un trophée de chasse, saura être à mes côtés avec le même amour alors je serai à vos côtés He will not want to possess me comme une marchandise, nor expose me comme un trophée de chasse, saura être à mes côtés avec le même amour alors je serai à vos côtés.

The man who loves me you must know how to draw the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what nests in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.

The man who loves me He doesn't want to possess me like a commodity, nor display myself like a hunting trophy, will know how to be by my side with the same love so I will be by

I'm alone, my body is at you I'm leaking your breasts I'm molds your tits You excite me You excite me with your moaning I've opened your most precious gift what's it and a au milieu de tes jambes I suce ton élixir I present you and I'ejacule encore et encore et tes gémissements deviennent sans fin.

alone you, me my body yours I lick your breasts I bite your nipples you excite me you excite me with your moan I open your most valuable gift what's in the middle of your legs I suck your elixir I introduce it and ejaculate again and again and your moan becomes endless.

I've spent the evening in your thoughts, I've sighed in your memory, I've dined with your pictures hanging around my table, I've showered with my restless hormones; I looked at the stars under my roof and your desire hunted down my bed I looked for you under my sheets, I sank desperately, my face in my pillow, I slept thinking of you and had three dreams: The first was when we met, the second was with your body, and the third with burning moments; my body woke up wet from desire, I woke up to the sound of palpitations increased like explosions, it was my own heart changed by your passion, and between my restless breathing I cried out your name, yes.. I am this man who was born to love you... I need you.. of vous souhaiter…
 

Take off your clothes, my love, what do I bring you, a new robe; I wove it with delicate threads that made the caterpillars of desire, I drew its lines with infinite passionate sighs, I cut out its pieces with the edge of my libido, I joined them all, with the wetness of my lips on fire, I embroidered it with warm caresses overflowing from my hands, I put little brooches on it. I'm going to make a delicate touch under the cou, a bold neckline behind you, a transparent cover of tenderness, a bold coupe on your leg, that takes away everything in my imagination. I've added some subtle details and other feverish..... The one you used toujours dans notre nid d'amour.

You and I, in our dimension, the rest is superfluous, we set to work, our refuge behind the walls of passion, we burn in the fire of love, cutaneous thrusts, kisses burning with honey, touch becomes clearer, vaporous bodies, coupled, describe movements and figures, tongues glide over the lengths, Between the cracks behind the curtains of pleasure we have no more yesterday just one day to love each other without hesitation and abandonment we recreate our fantasies I feel you, I feel you mine we lose the notion of space I cross you and savor you very slowly and little by little the pace accelerates we appreciate each other in every way until we reach a wild momentum we babble this erotic language the strange sounds of love We lose ourselves in our heat, we exchange our moisture beyond our realities, we have reached the climax like never before, you and I, our dimension, two erupting volcanoes,…

I want to make love to you, memorize your heart with my hands, and slowly tattoo my needs on your skin. I want to make love maybe with a look or maybe just letting my breath penetrate you. I want to make love to you from words, from those sentences that are as exact as the beating of a heart. I want to make love to you and feel your fingers running down my back, savoring this thirst to love you.

, Tissing your dreams, of your body not enchevêtré avec le mien, of your head posée sur ma poitrine, of your main tenant what qui n'appartient qu'à toi pendant que tu t'endors, pendant que je tremble encore en ressentant les effets secondaires de ton amour affolé et touché par mes lèvres.. I want the world to disappear behind this door, and you have the pen and paper to take care of your toile et en toi, avec l'encre de mon âme, je peins des paysages d'amour, écris-moi sur ta peau car moi seul sais comment le faire. To make love to you is to make poetry in your body, and words are not necessary until you make me cry your name..

Ton souffle becomes une musique à mes oreilles et ton cœur battant l'accompagne toujours à un rythme divin, a lullaby which makes the bad dreams fly away. Where can I find the words to describe the intensity with which I feel you? ...When I'm at zero millimeter of your body, of your skin, of your sky, of the paradise of your sex, of this awakening to which I can't resist sans même ouvrir les yeux.

Laisse-moi te faire l'amour avec toute ma tendresse, et essuie ton corps brûlant avec mes mains, donne-moi avec passion et en toute folie, vous faire sentir des bulles dans votre ventre brûlant. Let me make love with you with all my tenderness, and wipe your body with my hands, and give me with passion and in all your folly, and make you feel bubbles in your burning belly.. Let me feel all this new ravissement, which emanates tenderly from your pores, let me bite your lips and my kisses They are made of you their being who loves to the folly. Laisse-moi te faire l'amour comme je veux, Tout comme le vent change of direction, laisse-moi te dire que tu étais à moi avant de mourir, et te faire l'amour comme nous le voulions Let me tell you that you were to me before I died, and I will make love to you as we wanted to.

I want you to kiss me, that you are for me I want to take your hand and run away with you from the world, to a place far away, where there is only you and me. Where nobody can look at you, hear your voice or smell your smell.. I want to merge with you in a clin sans fin and whisper to you in your ear:. Je te veux, parce que tu as tout changé, quand soudain tu es apparu You have changed my look, my smile, you have changed the most important thing in moi.. I want you, because you're like a vice, one of those who make me happy, who penetrate deeply into my heart, who don't let me sleep, who make me mad, but who give meaning to my existence.. I want you, because every time I look at you, I find a reason to live and I think that for me, to have everything, it would be to have you..
 
 

Kill me, think me. Let your blood be one with my blood. Your mouth between my mouth. Your heart enlarges mine until it bursts... Tear me apart. Fall whole into my gut. Let your hands be in my hands. Your feet walk on my feet, your feet. Burn me, burn me. Eat me your sweetness. Bathe your saliva on the roof of my mouth. Be in me as the wood is on the stick. That I can't do it like this anymore, with this thirst burning me. With this thirst burning me. Loneliness, its crows, its dogs, its pieces.

Kill me, think me. Let your blood be one with my blood. Your mouth between my mouth. Your heart enlarges mine until it bursts... Tear me apart. Fall whole into my gut. Let your hands be in my hands. Your feet walk on my feet, your feet. Burn me, burn me. Eat me your sweetness. Bathe your saliva on the roof of my mouth. Be in me as the wood is on the stick. That I can't do it like this anymore, with this thirst burning me. With this thirst burning me. Loneliness, its crows, its dogs, its pieces.

I see your lips and my skin is tingling, I want to eat them by kissing and to search your being, to conquer those who for moral and ethical reasons I cannot see, those who are the source full of the richest pleasure. You catch me and drive me crazy, if you compare me to a volcano in full eruption, I simply have no comparison, you raise me to unknown temperatures, even for me, you are pure fire, that consumes me. I love your experience of loving, your furtive outpouring of giving, as you crack my mattress, silent witness of long nights of eroticism and fiery.

In the fire of passion, a man consumes himself, his eyes burning, his body reflecting fire, a flame burning inside, unstoppable, a volcano of desire, seeking to be satisfied. Her powerful hands, caressing with sweetness, arousing sensations, every sexual impulse, like a dancer, who guides and seduces without censorship, burning the skin, leaving a sensual trail. A man who in his walk, causes a shudder, a bold gentleman, open to adventure, revealing his courage, giving his feeling, a tireless lover, who yearns for your sweetness.

In every whispered word, in every intense look, a flame is lit, that conquers everything, a sorcerer of desire, a dense presence, that in his arms, lights the night in an instant.. There is no fear in his being, only courage, a man on fire, who burns without extinguishing, knowing that in love, passion guides him, and the fire he carries in his heart, will not stop shining.. O fiery men, who in their essence are unleashed, who ignite the world with their strength and virility, you are the flame that lights our lives ceaselessly, and in your warmth we find happiness.

In the depths of the fire, burning ceaselessly, emerges your masculine essence, a charm impossible to avoid.. Your eyes, burning embers, reflect passion and desire, your skin, which is a flame, awakening in me a longing.. Every word you say, a whisper that burns, every look you give, a wish that alienates me.. Your presence, an intense fire, consuming my being uncontrollably, every caress, a torrent of flames, igniting in me an erupting volcano. You are the sun at its peak, illuminating my universe ceaselessly, your arms, a warm embrace, that envelops me and makes me sigh..