It was only my moan that took over the room. All of my body, voice and even breath could find a new meaning under the orgasm theme. It was me, the girl whom I never knew her. I'm one who enjoy of her existence, when there's no limit to joy but joy.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Lucy's Room (Chapter 13)
I sleep with my bald and old Hollywood and wake up with my dreamy Hollywood. The voice I've never heard from myself now flashes back in my mind. When he said frequently "Rise your breathe Lucy, rise, rise"
It was only my moan that took over the room. All of my body, voice and even breath could find a new meaning under the orgasm theme. It was me, the girl whom I never knew her. I'm one who enjoy of her existence, when there's no limit to joy but joy.
It was only my moan that took over the room. All of my body, voice and even breath could find a new meaning under the orgasm theme. It was me, the girl whom I never knew her. I'm one who enjoy of her existence, when there's no limit to joy but joy.
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