NAESC 2010

I remember with homesicknesses of that one our love was pretty as the flower of the field! Our life was joy happinesses and courtesy people smiles without fear or shame of being happy! We played in the done park grown child all age party all age joy, a contagiante happiness in that park the people they looked in them and they found that we were wild, you with if woman skill girl, ran of a side to another one, and to the few it went if freeing, its hair flied as if it was leves were as the silk, so soft they enchanted that me! After many tricks, we ran for the apartment, after a beautiful bath our light and untied body, between exchanges of caresses and kisses our flames if ascended, and our bodies if they interlaced in pressed abraos, our fingers if they enroscavam, started a section of love and pleasure! Libertine I possessed of its shyness, sliding in its body invading its viscera without asking for license, and to the few you if he left to lead, I with my malicious skill played, you in the soil, between kisses and abraos its body all I possessed myself! We were as wolves in the rutting the more love we made, plus our bodies wanted. I remember and I have homesicknesses, our bodies so frantic induced in them to be what we were, I in you, you in me, without fear of being happy. Ah how many homesicknesses me of!.