Penance
Lupita Rios Mayorga
Angry at myself for having offended him, I come to tell my owner a prodigious vision heart embroidered with lava dream and with that, I'm sure, will have his clemency . This woman deserves a little prince appeared among the clouds at night with long hair, dressed in sea and ten bubbles of oil of lavender, rose, bergamot and olive oil on your hands. You anoint my lips, my hair and chest ... perfume and kissed skin all idolize.
started with your feet, kneeling before you took your shoes and kissed his feet, worshiping, oil showering with my hair. Up by your legs to anoint them with oil of bergamot, warm and thick. The scattered over them gently, in doing so, you kissed.
your slave as only wore a long robe garment air and glauca, so pleasing to your eyes that look down their pious ... seemed to forgive all sins of the world. Your naked body was hoisted in front of me and so, standing shoulder me over to get up. I stroked his chest and neck, my hands were two golden popcorn in your flesh, leaving a faint glimmer over
After I fell in love ... you offered me your back-wide as the Rif valley, "he poured a little oil hot to irrigate up to see poppies flowering in hypnotic. More oils to rub served with devotion and love .... I covered with very soft rubbing perfume that you let me kiss her homeland and as a gesture of divine charity. Turned to me and your fleshy bouquet was before my astonished eyes. You took my head tenderly, serenely, and stroked me ... so I left well over you live lavishly lavender, citron and mandarin essences. I patted him full of passion and gratitude, your fruit plucked from my hands and my heart beat to the rhythm that it marked me.
Treat your meat to fill the lips of man juice and oil. My mouth was filled with you, the perfume you are flooded with saliva and I wiped. You held my neck and took me up your image, squeezing against your whole body wet, my emerald veil of gauze soaked with oils and my nakedness was exposed before your eyes with cinnamon suicide.
sap Your mouth covered my lips and kissed me hungry, relentless, because neither you nor I needed air to breathe. Because your breath eternity filled me and mine, as I rested. I pushed gently separate your work look at me, and came back to the altar. Wrapping around in a silk robe, with your scepter flapping scarlet gave the order to resume my position required: kneel before you. I kissed your bare feet and slept serene, with forgiveness achieved and even heating your hot balms my tongue.
If is not this a dream that is worth your pardon, condéname go dream dead while alive, kneeling in front of you, tormented by the proximity of your smell and could not drink it. Your eyes call me, I said that the offenses have been forgotten. Mine ... I said I have thirst?
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