Candle Wax
This is a scent that never loses its smell its elements the rooms soothness and massage your mind she is called Candle Wax she lites the wax scentful. She lites up me desireable inspirational of her sexually tropical endless smell of erotic exposure that deorderize my sex drive completely to the highest exploration with a smell that lives the mood so graciously as the smell lingers the ozone of the rooms atomsphere that wax may massage mind of desire and body language that she expresses with a scent that boldges together as she clings to the smell that is so irresitable to let go and seizs it off with a vaginic smell of dice pineapples that tastes so delightful and delicates oh so magnificently to disquished as the two body combines to a smell of candle wax that holds such volume of turnt up flavorable scents and blossoms such rise of resistant smell that plunder me an my sex drive so uncontrollabley as i awaken my cinnamon apple of spice that mood me in a direction of her scentful passion fruit smell. In her endlessly smell that sails in a discription lawless strong scents that never leaves foul ordor but always have a odor that may lenghthens a smell that addicts eveyway in a one way position never fades to no unsure expriences that shows the logic way of ordor that resuface not jus past tense smell that may overcome negative meanings thats never hard to explain so simply like Candle Wax that climax and soar an story that flights everytime that allowed to enter a room that spray her flawless that nevertheless unfortunity to make so possible to smell and to connect within all smells that capture me directly like a direction thats one way in way thats freeway me allover again.
Copyright © Robert Lawson | Year Posted 2016
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