The memory of the last evening makes my blossom awaken, makes me melt away with longing for you.

Hot wet lust full of longing for your kiss, gentle touch of your fingertips, full of desire to devour your hardness, to merge with you.

Flower on cold stone

Hope you like my little butterfly who likes to be hidden in some hair, until it can fly in the sun…

Morning hair...

Longing for touch, your fingers, your lips, your bare skin tense with excitement, which slides into me full of desire.

Morning view

You shyly open your wings, welcome me to sink into you, to lose ourselves to each other.

Kneeling, I wait for your hands, longing for the gentle stroke of your fingers on the tip of my lips until my wet desire lets them slide into me.

Open your leaves for me beautiful flower, let the scent of your blossom, heat the cold walls.

Immersed in your lap, sucking in your sweet salty taste, sinking deep into your moisture, getting lost on your pearl.[FM]

You shine towards me like a blossom in the dark, pull me under your spell, devour me with your lust.

Enjoy nature with all her beauty, inhale the scent of her flowers, long for her taste.

My evening butterfly slowly unfolds, wing by wing ...

parking spot coffee😈

Covered with flowers, your beauty shines in the sun, catches my eye with her special nectar.

A feeling of freedom, not wearing anything, showing everything when and who I want, pure pleasure.

Naughty Sunday morning🖤 waking up seeing your hot outlines, full of wet energy that will run done my throat is the best way to start a day...☕️😈💋

A 🖤 for all dads on your special day💋

Look at your lips, hang on them, lose me in them.

Some flowers only show up secretly, they hide in the field, concealing their beauty, lustfully scenting for more.

As if wetted by morning dew, your blossom stealthily shines in the sun, stimulates the curiosity of the surroundings, nourishes my desire.

Nature embraces me with all her charms, absorbs me with all her warmth, deep in her sea of ​​flowers. [F]

Öffne dich, zeig mir deine Lust, verschlinge mein Verlangen. Open up, show me your lust, devour my desire.

Massaging your blossom, the only excitement to leave you, glide slowly along, feel the nectar you spend and then sink back into you.