I wish to know the fatal flow that makes us long to be,T❤️ is in my room ,putting his roots in my dreamland,making me immortal.Slowly,my husband put down his head on my beefy nest,starting to pour out his holy tongue in my holy mouth,making us like,MirrorBall.Pressing my blueberries, harvesting his saliva into my soft juicy raspberries,making me feel special human in the world.
Grabbing my shirt and giving me love bites on my barren neck,activating my rushing hormones,like dopamine and vasopressin felt like Mississippi highway.The oxytocin releasing through our hugging and special bond made us stronger and warmer ,never felt before.
His smoky lips and callosed hands forcefully tortured my rosy lips like sunshine.The wine dripping from my nesty blueberries nourished his lovely thirst and made me felt like eternal sunshine.
PHYSIOHEALER. 