Break-in Adadema Glove

VOLTAIRE, THE GREAT ONE FAUSTO

you I loved the socks the color of smoke.
And eyes that you had a sly cat, and the voice that had
fragments of sudden frost and flames. And in the faint moan
long after love.
Did you like that offer your body with energy
and portray him at once to excite and shyness.
It was not clear your conviction d 'be frigid.
You were very wise woman to add as many orgasms,
wanted them to be yours.
You hated that I asked you if you've enjoyed, you know you wanted
alone. You
always been a secret no dettoil our pleasure.
So I had an awe of you which was also
devotion, rejection.
My God as it was hard to love you, and how difficult it is now

love women who know how to give themselves
with the only reserves they have ...
Women who feel women like a man.

Voltaire