And I think I can find the time to write about it soon. I kissed the navel like the hell. Desi xxx But there was a magnetic power between us that we enthralled each other the way want. The ‘enigma’ was playing and the moon was smiling and the candle was flickering and the fragrance of jasmine wafted along by the intense desire to clash each other and we stood by the window like the shadow of The Kiss of Gustave Klimt. I was about to adore her again and I was about like her presence. I smelt it, savored it with an intoxicated sense and tried to be a vigorous child. But from that day on I’d slight sexual Feelings towards her, I guess. And I knew I was getting mad hearing her moaning, it had become a bit louder, and smelling the aroma of her vagina, the pool of cream cheese. Sometimes it annoyed me the classical behavior of her towards the boys I liked her though. But there was a magnetic power between us that we
