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Soo volcanic like my ex was ,tropical & Wonderful, kind of climate you can relax & grow all kinds of exotic fruits Of passion avocado slices on her eye lids. Her ass cheeks is exactly like The scent of love ..
sweet full of nectar juices secreting from her softly .
Like citrus blowing from an Autumn tree slowly is her hair, flowing .soft as waterfall streams..reflecting rainbow patterns of colurs from a sun sets that seems to Everlast. Or a Nirvana guitar rif song
Lying on lawn chairs the meaning of tranquility ...
Martinis on the beach that kind of heat . Sands softly coats her feet gently like the Olives rolls around rubbing up against the umbrella straw..at the bottom of the glass.. Blissful .. blinded by such ProMist -cuousness
Lust.. Hypnotized forgetting theirs a volcano erupting slowly ..it's smoke what you think is clouds .
INTOXICATION
