KeitlyBlue

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Love is not conditioned. He who loves must embrace the totality of being, right and wrong. Loving is not admiration and it does not make a home in good luck. Love is decided or simply given.

Let my eyes be awakened by the light of thy gaze, I pray God. That my mother does not die and that my father remembers me, I pray to God. That you stay by my side and never leave me again, my life, I ask God. Let my soul not rest when it comes to loving you, my heaven, I ask God.

 

When I look through the glass I see through time where the senses are displaced where the fears evaporate and I take the opportunity to unfold to get out of the glass with the walls I sweat your trail with the memory I look for your face

And I don't know why I don't care to know why Don't let the devil eat us, baby Let him swallow your heat Let him burp my pain

I have to admit that sometimes I don't like the way you are then you disappear and I don't quite understand why you don't say anything romantic when the sunset comes you get in a weird mood with every full moon in the month

But everything else wins the good you give me just by having you around I feel like I'm starting over I love you with lemon and salt I love you just the way you are

I love you if you come or go if you go up and down if you're not sure what you feel I have to confess to you now I never believed in happiness sometimes something seems like it but it's pure chance

To be placenta and irrigated with fetal desire Your first sip, trapped in your lungs: pools of molecular oxygen Pez that drips sweat, sweat that drips deformed beats erupting in your inexperienced lips Being in you when you weren't

Take off my eyelids and cheeks, kiss the corner is waiting for you: open the neck is raised to be approached; by your lips slowly runs my shoulders, uncovered and now that I open my eyes, look at me and we talk

Wake me like this, with my body crunching with my desires stirred with the promise of your return with the essence of our desires, with the hollow of your smile with your unmet grief, with the profusion of our agonies. Then I'll know how to savor the solitude of my hours, those that don't understand clocks, knowing that I keep inside me all your moist memories.

You're looking in my pockets for proof of another love, fur in the lapel, this smile gives me away, lips in my shirt, my alibi is ripped apart I'm on the evidence, cheating has its science I'm up to the crown you're not my half rib nor the eighth wonder

When I see you I see you pass, ah I think about the 'moment' That we didn't know how to love-ar-ar Throw me a call Don't do 't like nothing happens If you know very well that Between the do' we pass it to the hundred

Welcome, pain, I invite you to be part of love went away a long time ago, didn't want to wait for you really you and I are something apart This happens to me, my heart, trust you I'd give anything to go back to the way it was but it doesn't go back to the past, no matter how much I sing to you Before and during, I call you back He doesn't answer the phone, and I can't get away

Sexual relations

What will happen

I'll meet you in the cafeteria. No, I won't let you kiss me. I know you'll walk me from top to bottom, and in your smile I'll know you like what you see. You're gonna be dying to see if I'm wearing one of my tie-dye on top of those heels. You know it will be, but I won't let you prove it. Or maybe you are, but just rolling your fingers over the dress. I don't want you to spend an ounce of your energy ahead of time..

Maybe we'll have a coffee and chat about trivial things, but I feel like we probably don't want to waste a minute.. I'll start the game. I've been working on it for months. You'll follow my lead.. I know you'll love it.. I'll give you the room card and tell you that on the bed there are some instructions for you.. There you will find a note asking for various things next to a bag with some surprises. The first order will be to strip.. ¿- Completely? Mmmh, maybe I'll ask you to leave your shirt on, but just that, I really like that image in my head.. Then you'll have to put that toy you have in the bag at the base of your dick (and you'll probably be semi-erect by now), then you'll sit on the chair, you'll text me that you're almost ready and you'll close your eyes like I asked. ¡Don't you dare open them! Put your hands behind your back behind the chair, that'll be another one of my directions.. The door must have been left half-open like the note said and it makes you feel a little vulnerable now that you're naked.. I know, someone could open it, right? , someone other than me. ¿Does it scare you? Does it turn you on? I'd love to check it out..

The waiting will kill you, you'll probably feel time passing very slowly and any noise coming from outside the room will make you alert and nervous.. You won't know if it's me or not. But you won't give in to the temptation to disobey and open your eyes. You'll want to play to the end.. And I know that already. The door will open and you'll hear someone closing it gently.. You'll want to think it's me, but you'll still doubt because I won't talk. I'll slowly get closer to you. Yeah, maybe my heels are gonna give out.. I'll surround you without haste, letting you hear my footsteps around you. Maybe I'll caress you a little.. I'll take my time watching you and enjoying your anxiety.. You're probably pretty tough by now, and I'll like that.. a lot. I'll put on some music, something soft and sensual.. Jazz, possibly. I'll put myself on you, you won't have opened your eyes because you're obedient and now you'll feel my hands take your glasses off. My precious little buddy. I 'll kiss your eyelids and then blindfold your eyes gently and speak softly in your ear asking you not to take off the blindfold. Then you'll feel on your skin how the fabric of the dress leaves my body. I know you're dying to see me, but I'm not leaving you yet.. I sense your heartbeat speeding up when I guess my little clothes. No, you can't touch me either.. You're rolling around in your chair, anxious.. Quiet, I will order. I'll whisper in your ear again and use it to lick your lobe.. You're shaking. I take my hands to your neck and I caress you as I look at those lips anxious for my kisses. I close my mouth and slide my tongue slowly between them, you're too much of a magician but I won't let you. I'm sure I'll kiss you because I want to as much as you do, but it'll be a short kiss, maybe a deep one.. I'll let go of you and slowly surround you without losing touch with my hands on your body.. You'll sigh. You'll probably tell me you hate me and I'll smile because I know you don't.. I'll stand on your back and I'll cling to you, you'll feel the warmth of my body on your neck. I'll slide my hands down your face, your jaw, your neck and down your torso unbuttoning your shirt and stroking the skin I'm freeing until I reach your pubis and I'll keep stroking your thighs. I'll deliberately avoid your cock. I'll wring the road back to your shoulders and walk through your arms stripping your shirt while I squat it on your back.. I'll tie your hands free of cloth with a rope. You'll moan desperately because you know I'm stopping you from touching me. By joining, I'll finish my spin around you and, I don't know, maybe if you've been good and you're really tough I'll reward you by briefly running your dick with my tongue.. Yeah, I think that's what I'm gonna do.. But it won 't last long because then I 'll go back and put my leg on your thighs and sit on them.. You'll ask me to kiss you and I'll put a finger on your lips to shut you up.. Shhhhh, I decide, I'll remember you. I'll caress your chest that rises and falls animated by the excitement that invades your body. ¿Are you in a hurry? And my hand will rest on your heart to feel you. to. And I'll bring my chest close to your cheek so you can feel its touch, my skin almost naked. Sit down. Your neighbor's having fun.. You want me. I'll start a gentle dance on your legs where I'll barely touch your dick with my naked sex.. Your mind will only be able to think if what you think is true and I'm wearing nothing but the tie.. You're not gonna find out yet.. My hands will leave your skin to unlock the bra that will leave my body running through yours, making you a part of the action and the resolution.. You'll be restless because you want more, much more. I'll lean towards you sticking my skin to yours, letting my nipples scratch your chest, rolling them across your skin as my hands embrace your face and my lips seek your mouth. My pussy will start to rub rhythmically on your dick which will take a very hard time, and much longer thanks to the rubber ring that tightens its base. I'll return to your mouth which I will devour this time without measure invading it completely, breathing your desire and licking your cravings. You'll moan desperately and your arms will move trying to find me, but totally helpless.. Maybe you'll ask for mercy, "Let me go", you'll beg. And I'll remind you that here the decisions are mine and I'll decide when to let you go.. —I won't tell you.. —I'm not letting you go and don't ask me again..

And the game will have only just begun.

Sexual relations

The measure of the unlimited

♪ You said, seriously ♪–. I want that.. ♪ for ever ♪. Drowning in a canvas. Splashing you with watercolors so I can't see your fucking face anymore.. To forget you. Until there's no memory left, just fucking mental cracks from a mass warped by tons of dry, dirty paint.. Dehumanize yourself once and for all.. That's what you said to me the last time we fucked.. Just before. You loved being like the strong north wind, the one who doesn't know it can hurt.. That wind that drives you crazy. And suddenly, he changes course, to continue to transport his cruelty to other paths.. You know I loved these hurtful phrases, that excited me more than anything in the world.. We had snuggled up tightly together.. You got up early because you wanted a smoke and I was still lying there, helpless.. When you got back in bed, you kissed me.. You smelled like cold tobacco and hot Heineken..

Those smells I always liked about you but I probably never confessed to you.. Your stubby beard kept me from falling into a deep sleep because it irritated my face.. I made a soft whimper and, as if to reassure myself, you hugged me tight and started stroking my back.. You counted my vertebrae. You could have broken them without difficulty, disarticulated everything you couldn't stand about me.. I felt your fingers squeeze my spine hard, crush that calcified snake that only has breath of life in and out of the breath moments.. You knew I was vulnerable.. I had a moment of panic, like someone who gets thrown in the water and can't swim.. And the edge, suddenly, is just a thin line, a fine stroke as you drown.. Almost a blank canvas. Your smile has become evil. But you saved me. You came down to my pussy and there, you got the urge to bite me.. I noticed your tongue, your mouth, your teeth, the vibration of your moans.. You expected the eruption, the earthquake, and then, the steam of fire turned to water, that poetic liquid ornament that makes you so handsome when it pours out.. «The measure of the unlimited, you called it.. The desire had not been completely satisfied. You came up to my face and you kissed me furiously until you hurt me.. Your taste was already volcanic. I had a sore throat from moaning and you, sore lips. I tried to get in to breathe better and to tickle but you stopped me.. You didn't show the slightest sentimentality in pushing me back into bed.. You knew I was tired of all the tenderness and romance in sex.. And the paper was sitting like a glove. You made me realize that you owned and ruled this body, mine.. Your prey, your trophy, the naive little upper class girl who always wears designer shoes.. You wanted to, by fucking me, create this tension and sense of permanent danger, like I was some little animal stalking you..

Stripping away all the feminine that could emerge in me.. To have me near death and nobility. Being able to, in the end, give my life for you to fuck me.. You turned me around and you entered this compressed universe of mine.. My present, my future. That hostility of mine. You were eager and eager to remove this chaos, this mess, to puncture my memory of past loves with your stiff dick, and make it clear that, from now on, no man would be worthy to love me as you had been able to do.. You anchor yourself to my desire to be dehumanized.. You were the passerby who stepped on me when he crossed the street.. The silent fool who only thinks of himself. The one who gets rid of the trash quickly and cleans his hands many times afterwards. The one who shows no sign of pleasant hope. You felt free and powerful in my ass. Terribly cold, yes, as I had begged you to be.. My anus was now a protest ground and the echoes of its stiffness prevented you from retreating immediately.. Crossing the threshold backwards was gonna be painful.. for both. So you waited. Not for me but for you. You're the disciplined passerby who looks both ways before crossing the street and leaves me behind.. The silent fool who throws me on the subway tracks when the train comes. That man who wants to blur me out so I never see my face again that has so many facets and that disturb me. You're the one who loves me. The truth. No boundaries.

Many people think only men masturbate.. The truth is far from that.. Women do it too, the only difference, well, we've been taught not to brag! ... There are many factors that make us think it's bad and some women prefer not to do it because of the prejudices that society has imposed on them. But let's face it, there's nothing wrong with it! On the contrary, it releases stress, seriously, in times of stress it is very recommended! And how should we do it? ...the first thing... to leave all prejudices, taboos, complexes and negative thoughts behind. There's nothing that lowers the heat more than the "what will they say". So let's try to step away from all that and focus on ourselves.. Nothing like feeling safe, so let's lock ourselves in and forget the world even for a moment! Another thing is to love ourselves.. Every body is unique and all women are beautiful. Admire your body, adore every inch of it, realize, you only have one body and one life to do it! The clitoris, the pleasure button! We must feel lucky, because the clitoris is exclusive to us and it is an organ specially responsible for our pleasure and then to masturbate the main thing is to know it. It's a mysterious little organ.. It is also the most sensitive part of our body, and rightly so! There are over 8,000 nerve endings in it.. Locating him is very easy.. It's on the mount of Venus, very hidden, but if you look for it you will find it... you can open your big lips and run your fingers upwards, so you will surely find it. Now that you know where your main pleasure instrument is, let's move on to the action... stimulation! Sometimes our normal state isn't enough to keep us warm.. Just as men are drawn to the most graphic pornography, it is well known that women prefer to let their imagination fly and to enhance their eroticism, sensual stories or romance novels are a good resource. You can go to erotic stories websites like this one, or if you prefer romance, you can pick up your favorite novel, or you can just take a shot, if your imagination is free, you can make up your own story, that's fine too! If you've never done it, you're probably wondering how I do it. It's the simplest thing.. Every woman will have her own methods and only you have to go find out what you like. But, well, here I'll list the most basic, not to say obvious.. Which I'm sure you'll like.. Techniques... basically the goal is to rub the clitoris. An easy and practical way is to take your Venus pile in your hand.. With your index and ring finger open your labia majora and place your middle finger on your clitoris. With the knuckle of the finger, start to stroke it with circular movements.. ¡This method does not fail! To add more horn, you can do hip moves.. ¡Don't feel sorry for me! Add eroticism, whine, sigh, let yourself go. If the body acts as if it's in the act of sex, it's easier to have an orgasm.. While you're doing this, you can penetrate with your finger, start slowly, little by little, find out what you like, explore. While you're using your fingers, try to tighten your vaginal walls, this is achieved by applying force with your stomach, but trying to go a little deeper, that combined with clitoral stimulation will set off an impressive pleasure bomb... You can't just have your fingers as allies, try to find objects you can use.. Soft feathers are women's favorites. Open your vulva and leave your clitoris exposed.. For stimulation to work, it must be dry, for if the pen gets wet, it will not do much good. Rose it gently. Be patient, you'll like it. You can also use a makeup brush, but it should be very fine and soft.. Be creative, you can also use the handle. Sex toys are also useful. Try to keep an open mind, find what you like, get to know yourself.. Only then can you find what gives you the most pleasure.. Something to consider is that not only does the clitoris give us pleasure... we also have other parts in our body. It's a matter of touching. We must not forget our breasts... also a source of pleasure. Touch them, leaving your nipples for the end, because it's the most sensitive part, so you'll get excited easier. Rose them with your fingertips, peel them, pick them, find out what you like. Remember that's what it's all about, finding out what you like best.. Think of it as a journey of self-exploration.. Look at it this way, knowing yourself well will help you to know what you like, and your relationship will be more pleasant! Enjoy your time alone!