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Gioconda

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on: October 23, 2019, 04:17:11 PM
Gioconda



Rosa MarĂ­a Roffiel



My vulva is a flower, it's a shell, a fig, a velvet.



is full of aromas, flavors and corners,



is pink, soft, intimate, fleshy.



When I am 12 years old I sprout lint, a cloud of cotton between my thighs,



feels, vibrates, bleeds, gets angry, gets wet, throbs, talks to me,



keeps jealous between its folds the exact center of my cosmos,



tiny moon that is inflamed, wave that leads to another universe...



Every 25 days it turns red, explodes, screams,



then, I squeeze her with my hands I say words of love to her in a very low voice,



it's my second mouth, my four lips.



It's naughty, challenging, dripping, soaking me,



likes tongues that think they're butterflies



the supportive penises, the female plum pulp,



or simply the caresses coming from myself...



it is panther, gazelle, rabbit, it is offered coquette if they pamper it,



closes violently if offended...



She is my accomplice, she is my friend, an eternal smile of a pleased woman.



For all women who visit this forum!


 

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