Lose myself in your blueberry eyes Magnolia, kiss your mauve lips of grapes, squeeze your fleshy, milky macaroon breasts,smell your opium breath of subconsciousness, labyrinth of desires.
Laura GentileTags: kiss desires eyes breasts opium lips subconsciousness
She's got legs like a stork, no arse worth speaking of, and great cow-like eyes. call that a woman?' 'You just like big tits', chentsov retorted. 'That's an outmoded, pre-revolutionary point of view
Vasily GrossmanMaybe this all seems like a digression or even a case of protesting too much, but the point is that I have touched a breast and that I liked it.
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