AlisonFiisher

😈​✨ Alison a good girl who likes to misbehave😈​✨

My brown skin and my red lingerie make temptation sweeter, as if the devil himself had chosen my body as his favorite canvas to leave his burning mark..

My brown skin and my red lingerie make for a more sweet temptation, like the devil himself had chosen my body like his favorite toilet to leave his burning mark..

I am the perfect combination between shy and daring 🔥🔥

Under the glow of the moon, my brown skin merges with the black mantle of the night, while my passion causes a fire that burns with the intensity of a thousand stars. In this universe of desire, our bodies can intertwine like constellations in a sky of pleasure, exploring every corner with the softness of a caress and the intensity of a whisper, creating a symphony of moans that rises toward ecstasy..

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Under the moon's brightness, my brown skin blends with the black mantle of the night, while my passion provokes a fire that burns with the intensity of a thousand stars. In this world of desire, our bodies can intertwine like constellations in a heaven of pleasure, exploring each corner with the sweetness of a caress and the intensity of a murmur, creating a symphony of gémissements that rises to ecstasy..

I am the unicorn in your fantasy kingdom, the goddess who visits you in your dreams and awakens desires you didn't even know you had.. ✨​✨​✨​✨​

I am the unicorn of your fantastic kingdom, the goddess who visits you in your dreams and awakens desires of which you know nothing.. ✨​✨​✨​

With that big butt, the universe itself is speechless! It's like having two moons in the same galaxy, a celestial provocation that awakens the wildest desire and the wildest envy.🌕​🌕​✨​🍑​

With a mischievous smile and a hint of mischief, I'm that bunny who defies the rules and causes sighs of desire with every step I take. Ready to enter the wild world of this naughty bunny? 🐰​😈​

In the privacy of the room, our corps become accomplices of a sex game..

Every time you kiss me, a spark ignites my desire to enjoy.

Lust makes us reach a peak of total ecstasy, I love to please you In this universe of provocation and desire, we are the architects of our destiny, writing our own story of passion and ecstasy with bold, uncensored strokes.

come accompany me in the privacy of my room, make me all yours, make my buttocks bounce again and again, spank me and do whatever i want with me, because with this big ass, every movement i make will fill you with pure pleasure, come and enjoy my ass

I like it when you say I'm yours, you make me moan, you own me and you make my ass bounce on your lap.

Do you know what I wishsit on your face

! Sous le doux clair de lune qui filtre à travers les rideaux entrouverts, our bodies are in a delicate balance between passion and tendresse. Every caress is like a melody that slides on our skin, awakening sensations that transport us there where time stops and where there is only ecstasy shared.. In this moment of intimacy, our hearts battent at unison, rythmant notre danse sensuelle, où chaque soupir est un murmure de désir et chaque regard, une promesse de plaisir infini. In this moment of intimacy, our hearts are battent at unison, rythmant our danse sensuelle, where every sigh is a murmur of desire and every look is a promise of infinite pleasure.. We give ourselves to one another with total abandon, exploring every corner of our bodies with a burning devotion that consumes us, plunging into an ocean of passion and ecstasy that envelops us and elevates us to the heights of the most sublime pleasure..

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In the early morning, my silhouette is outlined with an irresistible sensuality, the sun runs through every curve of me and my butt with its great curve will make you explore a universe of forbidden pleasure.

My sexy ass and my tough attitude are like a wild party in the middle of chaos. You can't help but be swept away by the current of my magnetism, for I'm like an emotional Russian mountain with perfectly sculpted ass-shaped seats when I need adrenaline.

 

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Orps de femme, white hills, white thighs, you resemble the world in your attitude of devotion. Mon corps de fermier sauvage mine you and makes you jump the sons of the earth's depths. I'm alone in the tunnel. The birds have left me and the night comes in with its powerful invasion.. To survive, I forged you like a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my fronde.. But the hour of vengeance is coming and I love you. Other, of a fat content, by weight, exceeding 13%. Oh, the breast glasses! Ah, the eyes of absence! Ah, the pubic roses! Ah, your voice is slow and sad! Corps de ma femme, I will persist in your grace. Ma, my thirst is unlimited, my path is unknown! Dark canals where the eternal thirst continues, and the fatigue continues, and the pain is endless.

I think about your sex. Simplified the heart, I think of your sex, before the mature daughter of the day. I feel the button of happiness, it's in season. And an old feeling dies degenerated into brain. I think of your sex, most prolific groove and harmonious than the belly of the shadow, though death conceives and stops of God himself. Oh Consciousness, I think, yes, of the free brute that he enjoys where he wants, where he can. Oh honey scandal of the twilights. Oh, silent roar.

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And you tell me that your breasts are exhausted waiting for me, that your eyes hurt you from having to live with my body, that you have lost even the contact of your hands, that you feel this absence through the air, that you forget the warm waist of my mouth.. And you tell me that you know that I made blood flow by repeating your name, to strike my lips with the thirst of having you, to strike my memory, to record it blindly, a new way to save you in the kisses of absence in which you cry to me that you wait for me And you tell me that you're so finished at this leisure uninhabited by my chair that your shadow is barely revealed, that you're not true in this darkness that the distance between your body and mine.

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Shaving it off, she was truly beautiful, up to the navel all rolled up, her legs wide open, and sitting in a wide and spacious chair. Looking at him she was very happy, after she was already very well shaved, and being mocking, careless, She stuck her finger inside the thing. And as he shook her hips, to the used decoy responding, It gave it a certain taste afterwards. But as she knew it was not true, She said: «Be careful! What am I doing? "This is not the wood of this fire."

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I think it's not the impatience of the orgasm seeker who pulls me from my body towards other bodies.. If I can never undress, if I have never been able to take up arms without resentment - even if it is only an instant même éblouissement that à vingt ansconnaître l'amour, l'apprendre, avoir été seul est nécessaire. And I must dance in four hundred nights with four hundred different bodies. That they are mysteries, as the poet said, they come from the soul, but a corps est le livre in which we read them.. And that's why I'm glad to be back on the sand, all dressed up, while I'm looking for the shoulder strap.. I am moved by the souvenir of so many occasions..

♥It's not your sex that I want in your sex but to dirty your soul: to deflower with all the mud of life that you have not yet lived.

rolling in drops, like teeth, like drops, like drops of jam and blood, rolling in drops, like a sword in drops, like a river of glass, she falls in a mordant, frappant l'axe de symétrie, frappant dans les coutures de l'âme, brisant les choses Abandoned, trempant the darkness. - It is but a souffle, more moist than le cri, a liquid, une sueur, une huile sans nom, a brusque movement, grandissant, s'épaississant, l'eau tombe, à gouttes lentes, vers sa mer, vers son océan sec, vers sa vague sans eau - je vois le long été, et un hochet sortant d'une grange, des caves, des Cigars, cities, stimuli, rooms, girls who sleep their hands on the heart, dreaming of bandits, fires, I see boats, I see trees with moelle splitting like rabid cats, I see blood, knives and women's skirts, and men's hair, I see beds, I see the corridors where a virgin cries, I see the covers and the organs and the hotels.. - I see the furtive dreams, I admit the last days, and also the origins, and also the memories, like a paupière atrocement raised by the force that I look at.. - Et puis il y a ce bruit: A bruit rouge d'os, a collage of chair, et des pattes jaunes comme des épis de blé qui se rapprochent. A rough noise of wheat, a collage of chair, and yellow legs like wheat ears that are coming together.. I'm listening between the kisses, I'm listening, secouée between the breaths and the sanglots. - I look, I listen, the half of my soul in the sea and the half of my soul on earth, and with the two halves of my soul I look at the world.. - And even if I close my eyes and cover my heart completely, I see a water falling, in deaf drops.. It's like a jelly storm, like a cascade of sperm and jellyfish.. I see a rainbow clouds run. I see the water pass through the bones.

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And you tell me that your breasts are exhausted by waiting for me, that your eyes make you sick by having my body, that you have lost touch with your hands by feeling this absence through the air, that you forget the warm waist of my mouth.. - And you tell me that you know that I made flowing blood in the words of repeating your name, of beating my lips with the thirst to have you, of giving my memory, of recording it blindly, a new way of saving you in the kisses of absence in which you cry to me that you wait for me. - And you tell me that you are so used to this leisure uninhabited by my chair that your shadow barely shows, that you are barely sure in this darkness that the distance between your body and mine.

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And that transparent mist that his tongue spread upon me.. A laborious, concupiscent, minutious and useless work for the beautiful proselyte, I dare say, is as impotent as it is lovely.. That is why, toujours intact, I keep the heart of my precious orchid and, in the meantime, my precious tourment, I receive your chocolates and my reins trempent after every rendezvous of vain ablutions.. But, fool, don't be ashamed if, all at once, your belt doesn't swell, and if your fury is high, impassible, you can't pierce my membrane and tear from my chair the classic tapage. And do not despair if I am not yet stripped of that which, exceeding the time which age advises and Cupid consents, I faithfully keep in the tunnel of fire. My pelvis, already guarded by love, so involuntarily closed, remains, my shield, a delightful precaution! Let us thrust our mouths into the fresh silk of our unmarried, hidden places, and you, idiot, if you find resistance where your tenderness hoped to pour out, do not clumsily insist, determined to steal a few red drops and a sharp blow from me. Petit cri, you seem to be not able to endure such a bloody pleasure.. ♥♥

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I can't make you silence the voice of this bird of fire instantly who appears in the dark crystal if you're so seductive murmuring 100 fires with my fingers, come. Oui dans le miroir bleu assoiffé ma peau d'agneau maladroite becomes a lion, griff cruelle qui inonde le trou étranger chaud will rip off a syllable from your heart, come. Let me sink on your balcony, I can exile myself daily among your kisses that break my stars into pieces of sunshine Let it be the colour of your blood and your dreams, come come. Your veillée will be my burning cage your ears gemoent that fall with my sickle when it breaks into your interior with violence I will be orphan, I will be father, I will be God, come come. Des nœuds dénoués dans le silence, des mourants délivrés sans souffle et sans raison, eau rassasiée de tout le temps blessée, draining, that he may rest at last in a sleep that restores, come come. Let me sleep on your breast, let my ashes be an exception, let my murmurs be only a nocturnal gesture of wind, containing a single word of love, come..

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I imagine you want to slowly brush my lips and go up to my mouth. I imagine what you want and what makes you wet. Now you imagine. Imagine that it makes me get wet and come Imagine what you make my body feel, in the chamber of the cave where I serve my sentence

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Come, I invite you into my life, I want to hear the sweet melody of your voice in my stanza.. Your sighs in my bed. Let me reflect these voices in your body, I want to be in your nakedness; drink from your fountain.. Eat at your table. I want my hands to cover every part of your skin, I want my kisses and caresses to fill you; I want to awaken the desire that resides in you. Come, I invite you into my life, I want to be the one who gives you pleasure, the one who makes you sigh.. The one who satisfies your feminine desires.

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Tonight I left the window open so that my thoughts would fly, and I drew suns in the night sky so that they light your steps when you arrive. And I weaved tremors in your flowers and in your veins, I stripped you of times where you could break, I drank lightly the poison of your parallel legs and in the sea of your hips I was captain. I murmured ardor and vigils, I was a sentinel, in the wounded hour my name was a talisman, poor prey of your hungry mouth, sincere sample of this dark guardian. I painted your lips with colors, your hives, your corners scented with white orange blossom, I built promises with storm splinters and by your body, like the wind, I let myself be carried away.

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I want to be the reason for your smile, the refuge in the storm, the clarity in the dark night, the revelation of your ghosts.. I want to be your secret admirer, who in the heat of the day is satisfied nothing but by looking at you and the night satisfies your ghosts.. I want to be the one who writes poems to your lips and your mouth, to your passionate desires, to the moisture of your skin.. I want to be, your quiet fatigue, the one who awakens your desires and moulds your desires, the furtive lover.. your faithful companion.

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I'm thinking of you. Peau à peau. I breathe the aroma of your body while I feel how your hands caress me. I feel them running with their warm contact. Our lips are joined... you eat me... I eat you... our tongues play... we all salivons together…. ♪ My hands are searching for your breasts ♪ ♪ I'm in your chest ♪. ♪ My funny fingers on your tits ♪ ♪ They come out of your lips ♪.. You're stretching me and I feel your sex.. You move with the soft movements while your breasts demand my kisses. With treachery I eat them while your pelvis moves. I feel your sex contracting.. Your groans are getting bigger.. I feel your apogee and I'm jaillis. Your fais taire mes gémissements in joignant your lips to mine.

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If your chair resurrects in my hands, if your voice liquefies, then in my mouth and I drink you in an ecstasy that invites you to mousse on my rock.. If my tongue throws, traces and cries On your skin a sea of thirst that invokes an absurdity d'oiseau crépitant et prenez votre envol avec votre cadeau quand ce sera votre tour. No, there will be no mercy in this war because it can't and has no resurrection without our little death who gives us life, and I'd like to be your land before your banner, your sign and your obsession and I love you without reason and without measure.

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I feel you, skin to skin, sharing aromas that awaken the desire. ♪ le mie labbra corono sulla tua schiena ♪ ♪ I'm going to have to go to the bathroom ♪. My body lights up. I want your body.. They're gonna caress you with their pearls of gold. I felt my erection against your birth, your hand behind me... The accarezzi.. I masturbate while my mouth feels pleasure when I feel your finger.. My butti giu and your hand guides me nelle tue viscere.. The morbid wave of your fianchi is bathing my member while my lips are eating your breasts. Appoggi i tuoi seni against my chest, your sex swallowed my member, I felt on the edge. Come on, you know. You flood of desire

You moan with passion while I delight in the flavor of vanilla that lives in your skin, calm down, don't open your eyes, please let my rite finish, my fingers reached where they wanted to go, feel how they rub your clitoris while it hardens and your moans fill me with pleasure, pleasure that then drown in my lips and explode between my fingers.

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Mords-moi, douceur pour ta bouche I want to be cotton doux with sugar. Well, don't hesitate to welcome me in your lips, put your teeth in, make me melt on your tongue and mix me with your saliva because I want to sweeten all your taste buds.. Goûte-moi la douceur et avec impatience you eat me, consomme-moi, dévore-moi, as if the fruit defended, the apple of sin. And enfin bois-moi de la douceur, à petites gorgées comme frais eau d'été et laisse-moi couler between your breasts until you have all soaked. I want to be the apple of your poetry, for your mouth amère ambrosie savoureuse.

I looked at your hands and made up stories of flutters on my breasts, of very soft friction between my thighs.. Instantly petals and feathers flocked in an unexpected rain to wet my senses. I learned this way to be eternally thirsty for honeycombs, while I looked at your hands. reared up my desire was tangled between your fingers while a warm sea I was bathing in a windless dawn. My lyrics I forcibly fuck with your mind just as my body would do. You read me, you think about me and your body reacts. You feel my hands running over you, desecrating your breasts, your sex.. I feel you, skin against skin sharing aromas awakening desire. My lips run over your back. My body turns on. I want your body. My fingers caress the hard pearls that crown your breasts. You feel my erection against your buttocks, your hands fly after it... You caress it.. You masturbate it while my mouth moans with pleasure when I feel your fingers.. You knock me down and your hand guides me to your insides.. The soft sway of your hips soaks my member while my lips devour your breasts. You lie your breasts against my chest, your sex engulfs my member, you feel me on the limit. You eat. It floods you with desire

Between the waking and the sleeping, I try not to think of my desires and misfortunes, however, the touch of your hand on my skin falls, I fall into a duel that I do not want to think of, but my soul seeks you, my thoughts consume me, how to touch you again? My skin is excited and my throat is nervous, remember this moment when I felt you for me for a second.. I curse this moment because I want it to be a story and not just a fragment.. I curse this moment because since it happened I'm not calm anymore And I think of you as fast and constantly as I breathe, I almost remember your smell, not to mention that I can smell your hair in the breeze, so I decide to imagine you, I decide to feel your eyes in my eyes your mouth without being able to escape mine Your breath trembling because like me you curse this day. Maybe it's all my imagination, Maybe it's just in my head, in my self and in the burning and virulent desire, Maybe this story can only be told in my dreams, but here you are, in my subconscious I can slowly undress, here I can take your hands and put them on my hips, I can give free rein to this fantasy, I can put evil and sweetness on my part, It's not bad here that I can touch you, Can I feel your breath with an irresistible desire, that can dominate you and take you to the bottom, that can seduce you and bite you until you forget your name, May you be my audience and I am your show, It leaves you speechless because you only wish to have me, I want to blow up your dirtiest desire, I want to kiss you until my lips hurt, to be able to play slowly and violently with you, that in your lustful eyes only I see myself reflected but the problem is that only in my mind and only here, Could I combine my passion with you with the feeling that in reality I can't say, only in this reality it doesn't hurt to have everything, desire, love and you

How good it feels for you to come down how slowly you are entering hot, alive, in my body, from yourself flowing just like a fountain, burningwith you, for you, you have arrived hidden under the wind, - naked in it, - and in my eyelids you finish, double, your flight. How hot you areyour arm trembling already burns in my chest. You have spilled everything through my eyes you are already inside my flesh, under the tree of my pulses, in its shadow under the dream: entire within the dream how certain in my rest you finally dominate your kingdom! But I save myself, I jump, free outside of me, I escape by my blood, I free myself, and you filtering me magically, I leave you in the wind again alone again, searching new prison for your body.

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The chamber of grace came to be illuminated when I approached the trembling of my mouth, while my audacity shone across the earth and sky to cut the most intact rose of life.. What jus, disons, what jus le coeur invoque-t-il à-t-elle une douceur aussi intime que vos lèvresfemme, dis-moi: what bees cherchaient what fleursle miel transféré dans le nid d'abeilles de ta boucheoh bisousavec la gloire de ton émotion céleste -communion of the soul and of the bouche, braise et Diaphanité- tu as ouvert dans le plus pur des spasmes: ceci, à nos éphémères routes de boue de l'éternité This is the day when the world will be opened. Ta lèvre, jardin où la fièvre est jardinière; button of fever, my lip is never full, they have been melted in the wounds of the fire of immortal joy.

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Andò, with rhythmic and feline passo ad avances dolci, agili or ruvide, with qualcosa di animale and divine the ballerina a piedi nudi. ♪ Your gonna be your gonna be ♪ ♪ Rose on your chest ♪.. The costellazione di quasi and cos.. The ballerina with bare feet. Mille delizie scesero dai seni versus the pearl infossata dell'ombelico, and iniziò scopi osceni zuccheri alla fragola and miele di fico. This is the first time I've seen you in my life.. On one side of the gestational chair were my jesters and my mutes.. And it was all selene and anactoria the ballerina barefoot!

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Wrap me up.. Don't be afraid of them. Before your living fire my chair is blurred, and in spring chastement between the trembling rose of my light costume to be to you. Ne pas aspirer l'air un légère parfum What's that which annoys and what's that which disturbs? Don't you feel your souffle clinging like a man's veil on my waist?? .. You see that even my eyes tonight, they have a dark dazzling, and on your firm knees my hands are crumbling like roses.. And when you emmêles your fingers dans mes cheveux clairs I ressens une étrange fraîcheur, pendant que tes baisers tombent dans ma bouche assoiffée avec une humidité parfumée that a fruit is split. Aspire-moi slowly.. I will begin my delivery on your dark chair, and I will rise from the sanctified fire and beautifully dressed in the sort of marble a nude statue..