Sexy

We fucked hard. I didn't think going into her would be so sweet and sexy.

The blue-haired girl is lying down. His fine features pervade my soul and heart.

He is hungry. I am hungry for her.

-Are we having breakfast? - she distracts herself by touching her face and her wavy hair.

An earthly siren.

-I want to eat you-

I go to the bed and bite her leg up on her thighs and storming her skin with kisses.

Blue twin star.

I don't know how to do I don't know how to react in front of her.

It's perfect and I'm just Calt.

CALT EDGER.

Instead she has the name that smells of blue roses. SAJIRA LIKE THE WIND OF MOROCCO.

SAJIRA.

FLAVOR OF SEX AND CINNAMON.

-I am satisfied and happy you know? -

He tells me by stroking my feet.

-Are you okay in Tokyo? -

-Yes. Especially now-

He looks at me with dreamy eyes.

-You are falling in love quickly with Sajira-

I don't understand why you talk about yourself in the third person but it's very sensual.

Her voice is sweet but has a touch of sensuality that doesn't hurt.

Making love to her was like going crazy backwards.

It deprived me of sanity. He took everything away from me without taking away the guaranteed sex effect.

Satisfied by a tiring night, I relax beside her, who however gets up to drink a cappuccino.

The Moka is on the table. He says he would prefer fuchsia.

-Ok then I'll buy it that color-

He thanks me heartily and throws himself into my arms and kisses me.

Sajira. O my God Sajira.