Fan BingBing in Paris back in March
In Paris.
Paris, the way I see it - Jardin Du Luxembourg
Paris, the way I see it - Jardin du Luxembourg
Windows of another millennium - Paris, rue Quentin Bauchart
Nap time in the Jardin du Luxembourg
I want to go.
Aruba! Well, at 6am.
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Unless bo ta dispuesto riska perde e miho cosnan den bida, e no ta cumbinibo pa laga e miho cosnan pa ultimo. Tin cos bon cu bo tin cu tuma ora bo por paso tin un chance grandi cu no ta bai tin un “mas laat”.
“warda e miho parti pa ultimo” ta algo cu ta wordo hopi bisa ora di papia di cuminda. Nan ta bisa “Warda e cuminda di mas dushi riba bo plato pa ultimo, ja bo ta come cu mas smaak”
Den bida tin hopi cosnan cu nos no sa, un di nan ta futuro. Hende sa lubida esaki. Imaginabo bo cuminsa come un barbecue platter for di un foambox. Bo ta cuminsa come e salada, sigui pa e corn on the cob, despues paar di batata y diripiente un biento ta bin bula full bo tayo y bo ribs riba vloer, net pa bo cacho pasa coi nan di biaha. Y, no tin mas barbecue. Y, ta diadomingo anochi. Y, no tin nada habri…y si tin mes bon tin auto ni telefon. ehm…si, kiko awo?
Puntra bo mes. Warda e miho pakiko? Warda e miho pa ken? pa bo mes? Coi loco e cos ey. Djies bisa.
SO, we get back to the hotel on the night of his sisters wedding, drunk of course…and we fool around and laugh and wrestle and have a penetratingly good time until I have a few orgasms and then we went to sleep cuddling as always…even though I’m pumping serious sexual heat. What a keeper, this man is.
The following morning, I awake to quite a stiff one pushing up behind me. All he had to say was “it’s my turn now…” and I knew I was in for a fucking and a half.
Morning sex is, and will always be, my favorite.
