In the rose bed
First, I let a few leaves glide slowly over my lips… first along the lower lip, then the upper lip, until they shine moistly. I took one between my lips and sucked on it gently, only the tip of my t****e touching the soft leaf… it tastes like rose and my own warmth.
Then I let my head fall back The I had I ...

When life turns its back on me, I follow its line to the butt… because sometimes the magic begins exactly where everything turns away... where do you like to start?

