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Also I had a
lusty dream the other night. I see a super babe lying across
her bed in the nude. A goddess. A mature goddess with a heavenly
body and magnificent curviture. I lie on top of her kind of pinning
her . She is kind of shocked at this but she stays quiet. I fondle
her breasts with my mouth and place my manhood in her clit. She
bites her lips as she strecthes her head back her blond hair
resting off the pillow. . I pump her slowly at first then faster
and faster. With the moonlight I manage to catch a glimpse of
her face. It is you, laughing.
I'm listening
to Flamenco music of the classic master's, their deep songs drill
through my soul. Although I'm a tal, blond viking lost in the
mist who one day landed on he Spanish coasts to conquer their
soul and spirit, I must have had a gypsy ancestor, because I
feel this art as if it was the one of
my people. Flamenco, the pure version, not for tourists, is all
burning passion and sensual fire. It inspires me and lite my
sensuality and creativity. let us watch together how it transforms
into the most sensual and passionate caresses that surround your
whole being. |