Passion after 40 years and more, it's another story, it's something so beautiful and sacred, that not everyone has that privilege to enjoy it. The deserving person must be intelligent, seductive, tender and excessively perverse to awaken in my he desire to indulge and live an adventure at the best age. And to dare to live is to be reborn, is to feel, is to bite, is to challenge in a glance,
the temptation of desire, is to go all in for it all,
because there is nothing to lose anymore, and yes a lot
to vibrate... Passion after 40 years and older, it's a crazy thing, because it's going back to adolescence, but with the experience of all those years lived. It is to satisfy his sexual desire slowly very slowly until it trembles, without haste, without lust,
touching the glory on my lips, slipping away
gently down a known path but
daring, feeling the adrenaline of an adventure you never thought you would experience... Yes, it's back to the adolescence but with experience, because this time, you kiss differently, this time the pleasure is not to arrive, it's to travel to the stars without a final destination. It is to taste him love, with infinite pleasure, that overflows your senses, it is to look into the eyes and see him angel and him devil in that same look that masturbates you he thought, reason, skin and maybe his heart... Passion after 40 years and more, it's something crazy that is not in a hurry to reach an orgasm, it just walks the slow path, so slow that the skin shakes and cries for more... The skin becomes young and withstands the madness of well-given kisses, an exquisite lick, and of gulping with pleasure all its honey until it fades... Passion after 40 years and more, is lived as if today were the last chance to love with total freedom his body, while with the look he surrenders his heart, non-existent
in their souls... Passion after 40 years and more, is only lived in complete freedom, with whom is able to awaken one by one all my desires...
Tu Sol Alemar
because there is nothing to lose anymore, and yes a lot
to vibrate... Passion after 40 years and older, it's a crazy thing, because it's going back to adolescence, but with the experience of all those years lived. It is to satisfy his sexual desire slowly very slowly until it trembles, without haste, without lust,
touching the glory on my lips, slipping away
gently down a known path but
daring, feeling the adrenaline of an adventure you never thought you would experience... Yes, it's back to the adolescence but with experience, because this time, you kiss differently, this time the pleasure is not to arrive, it's to travel to the stars without a final destination. It is to taste him love, with infinite pleasure, that overflows your senses, it is to look into the eyes and see him angel and him devil in that same look that masturbates you he thought, reason, skin and maybe his heart... Passion after 40 years and more, it's something crazy that is not in a hurry to reach an orgasm, it just walks the slow path, so slow that the skin shakes and cries for more... The skin becomes young and withstands the madness of well-given kisses, an exquisite lick, and of gulping with pleasure all its honey until it fades... Passion after 40 years and more, is lived as if today were the last chance to love with total freedom his body, while with the look he surrenders his heart, non-existent
in their souls... Passion after 40 years and more, is only lived in complete freedom, with whom is able to awaken one by one all my desires...
Tu Sol Alemar
