Fragment of my personal diary.For whoever wants to read it.

Fragment of my personal diary. For whoever wants to read it. My prince, he is delicate, good in bed, he lasts for hours excited without finishing, he gives me oral sex for hours and has a good 17 cm egg, He puts it deep in me, and he is between 19 and 20 years oldhe is waiting for meet me to tell me that all his life he has waited for me, and that he has missed me like no one even without knowing me...he will know, I don't know how, but he will know...that I I like to have my breasts sucked and bitten, as well as knowing that I They love kitsch, and everything romantic that a man can be, He will know that I am difficult and that is why he will be patient, in the face of hardness and acidity that surrounds my sweetness, my prince is another piece of me, half that complements me, that's you who kisses me on the street no matter what I say people, that's you...the one who when I tell him to finish, knows that it's a game, and when I say not to continue it is because I want you to insist, I know that you You will know how to make me feel like a woman and before you I will be the only one you make love to in everywhere, that's who you are, you throw me in the car, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, in the garden. You are even the one who holds my hand when we are in a formal..and you excite me to the point of having such an intense orgasm.. I know you would make my nipples turn like stones just by looking at me..and it would excite me so much that at that moment I would have to touch me surreptitiously over my clothes, I know you're the bestand you listen everything even when I think...you are the one who feels the most intense pain when I suffer and how do I know????/ because I am your other half, I know that you like to be touched chest and have them straddle you on top, I know you like it when I play with your hair and what do you like when I ask you if you love me? I know you do the same. that I am sentimental and that you are susceptible.I know that you like coffee with milk in the morning, and that when you feel sad you like to just get a hug without asking anything...you also love waking up with me and making love while watching the stars, sleeping hugged with me.it is that we are so equal, you are a part of my being. I know you love lying in bed all day long, you love ringing and The next day I remember everything, even the sensations.I know you love to sleep. Naked sometimes.or with underwearbut never dressed..I know I love being Just thinking and you take life lightly that's why there's always someone behind you reminding you of things, but I know you would never forget a date.and Nor would you forget the details of a situation... I know you are observant, you know that you always think about the day we meet and that you love to smoke When you are sad, I know that you give yourself body and soul when you make love, even without loving the person with whom you do it, I know that you love to talk, to talk talk..., I know that you like to be caressed and pampered and that when they do it you look into your eyes and say I love you, then you will smile and say I too..then at that moment you will stop..and you will feel such sadness a great feeling of emptinessand a great desperation of not knowingif It is true that what you say... then you will wake up sobbing and it will be just a dream from which you will wake upand remember for a few days because I will only be thata forgotten dream, an I love you that leaves you with the intrigue of knowing or not if it is right? How do I know????/ because I'm your other half. Fragment of my diary. Anonymous. For those who like it, please yes want to send a comment send e-mail la_gatita_caro_69@hotmail.com