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post does not speak of us, if not who, with their views, have made it possible to maintain the illusion to continue publishing. In just over a month, will be a year we decided to start this adventure and we are very pleased with the response we've met and the friendships we have made. Thank you for taking a little of your time to stop by here ;-) We traveling ...
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Beestica . 
sink my brush into the mixture. The smell is pleasant. Also choose to use a thin twig. The other day I stopped by a park and saw a lot of them lying on the floor, I thought I would be very helpful. To the tiniest detail and I will use palillitos exquisite teeth. The more amount of liquid to achieve transformed with pictorial skill, the more you appreciate the work past the minute. I have several models of geometric and vegetables, but I think I finally opt for mergers rudimentary. To the sound of my simple work tools, my adoring relaxes and excites alternatively. For a moment, try to acquire an ancestral role of craftsmen working the secrets of art and skin. The pulse sometimes betrays me with a piece of paper attempted to erase the memory of my mistakes penis. The curves are executed with small dots, with rapid wrist exercises attempt to capture long semi-straight lines that reach the glans, a snake, vines, flowers, seashells, moon ...
Met my inspiration, you have to wait for the henna to dry. Only when it is cracked, it's time to scrape away. Meanwhile, high candy kisses my adoring mouth. Tinker endlessly watching our tongues hang out.
The skins are a network of quirks and secrets, not all accepted natural color of the composition and of course I do not know if the genital skin as there are both in the arms or hands. I'm willing to find out. My sex you deserve, is beauty and poetry, only the most precious and refined relationship with him, among them: me.
Creativity: yellow and black yawning 
Reading a little about the satire of Bernard Mandeville: The Fable of the Bees, reflected on the need to adorn our colorful catalog of "rendition" to a recent acquisition, the worshiper-drone. Everyone associated with this small parcel of the hive with idleness and enjoyment. However, the life of our friendly "bug" is not so full of pleasure as expected. I will not deny I'm the queen of my home and my drones mate with me as often as desired, but there are many other things.
Drones have their own obligations in shelters apanelados: protect the young and make trophallaxis, ie feed the bees so they can make an adequate production of honey. One must add, moreover, are always subject to the designs of the females: they can be expelled by them when require timely and valid only for achieving these purposes.
My worshiper becomes drone when it comes to cleaning the house or to please overall. Do not confuse this couple in green (see here lacística input to argue the DDCs). The DDCs are specific dates, identified and its activity is much more intense. In the DDCs include "complacent science" related to internal objects (household) and external (friends, travel ... etc) they do not usually have, in general, sexual or erotic component.
in beestica However, if no sexual component (as there is between the queen and her drone) and is just chores and whims "indoor" (within our own colony).
One that I particularly like is when I ask my "adozanga" not go to the gym and do your workouts in our room. It's really exciting to see your body sweat as you bike or sit-ups in the ground. Of course that only goes dress with satin strips relevant. I am pleased to caress his body and masturbating over it while telling his series.
When I get tired, I throw the kitchen or the hall, yes, but not before preparing a good fruit juice.
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I go to the kitchen for sightseeing. I go to that country curiously rich camaraderie of odors. They live in buildings called pantries, grain bins. Fruits and vegetables live The Fridge, a perennial winter-white palace, in the cupboards and drawers, dishes, glasses, cups and cutlery are waiting for the time to match tasty treats and liquid, and then be rewarded with a stay at a resort there call dishwasher. In this strange country, there is a resident who stands out above others. His clothing is exotic and it would seem that something shameful, it consists most often of a simple apron, when not directly naked. That itself has a beautiful collection of aprons, which contributed occasionally presenting him with one when I visit him.
have strange customs, though helpful, "that are pleasing to behold, and bring him groceries and distribute their content in order, make breakfast, lunch and dinner (yes, ladies, he does, and also with pleasure!), activate the push buttons spa or something I think is called washing machine - is it because she loves me by? -, which takes fragrant and clean clothes.
The few times I go to the kitchen, the residents are very grateful: usually greet me with a powerful erection, visible by the naked or even more evident if impossibly hidden by the apron. I play or handling a whim, but take care to avoid dismissal of their chores: I do not want to distract from its main and necessary occupation, which is cooking.
What does this verb? Girls, I do not know. And is that the language of the inhabitant of the kitchen is full of incomprehensible words to me: blender, juicer, detergent, pot, wash, blender, mop, pot, scrub ... And above all, cooking, the fundamental verb of the inhabitant.
certainly is a fascinating country worth visiting from time to time to contemplate their traditions, take some photos ... and then return to our comfy couch.
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