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The fire always crackles/El fuego crepita siempre/Il fuoco è sempre scoppiettante

En una noche de rebeldía, el sexo es hermoso, tan salvaje a la vez. No saben cuánto tiempo llevan gozando entre sábanas blancas, acariciándose se pierden. Son disfrute desobediente, sus caderas se mueven intensamente al ritmo. Como consecuencia se origina una pasión incontrolada. Un derretimiento forma parte del puzzle sexual. Y ellos saben bien cómo encajar cada pieza. Vibran cuando sus lenguas se rozan, tiemblan cuando oyen sus corazones palpitar. 

Ella tiene el alma de color, porque su cuerpo se ha convertido en fantasía. Sus sueños se mezclan en la noche. Él lleva el cielo dentro, ella es irresistible jardín. En segundos sus almas se fusionan y todas las guerras mentales vuelan. Le encanta recorrer su cuerpo desnudo, ahí ella se siente en casa. Ellos tienen un amor entre dos. No son capricho, son profundidad. Noches sin miedo, palabras de ternura ahogan un falso entendimiento. Son pasajeros hacia un viaje interminable. No hay tristezas, sólo aventuras por vivir. Y entre dulces tragos y movimientos sensuales, viven el éxtasis. Su entrega es incondicional. Siguen abrazados, sus cuerpos brillantes por perlas de sudor, indican un acto amoroso. Este amor no tiene horario, ni caducidad. 

La soledad infernal desaparece cuando ellos funden sus pieles. Se protegen del dolor cada vez que sus miradas se cruzan. Ellos son encanto, son deleite y viven una normalidad apacible con instantes que enamoran sus mentes. El fuego crepita siempre en su intimidad. 


On a night of rebellion, sex is beautiful, so wild at the same time. They don't know how long they have been enjoying themselves between the white sheets, caressing and losing themselves. They are disobedient pleasures, their hips moving intensely to the rhythm. The result is uncontrolled passion. An orgasm is part of the sexual puzzle. And they know how to put the pieces together. They vibrate when their tongues touch, they tremble when they hear their hearts beat.

She has the soul of colour because her body has become fantasy. Their dreams mingle in the night. He carries the sky within him, she is an irresistible garden. In seconds their souls merge and all mental wars fly. She loves to walk around her naked body, she feels at home there. They have a love between two. They are not whimsical, they are profound. Fearless nights, words of tenderness suffocate a false understanding. They are passengers in an endless journey. There are no sorrows, only adventures to live. And between sweet drinks and sensual movements, they experience ecstasy. Their surrender is unconditional. They are still in each other's arms, their bodies glistening with beads of sweat, indicating an act of love. This love has no time, no expiry.

The infernal loneliness disappears as they melt their skin. They protect themselves from pain every time their eyes meet. They are charm, they are delight, and they live a peaceful normality with moments that fall in love with their minds. Fire always crackles in their intimacy.


In una notte di ribellione, il sesso è bellissimo e allo stesso tempo selvaggio. Non sanno da quanto tempo stanno godendo tra le lenzuola bianche, accarezzandosi e perdendosi. Godono in modo disobbediente, i loro fianchi si muovono intensamente a ritmo. Di conseguenza nasce una passione incontrollata. Un crollo fa parte del puzzle sessuale. E loro sanno bene come incastrare ogni pezzo. Vibrano quando le loro lingue si sfiorano, tremano quando sentono i loro cuori battere. 

Lei ha un'anima colorata, perché il suo corpo è diventato fantasia. I loro sogni si mescolano nella notte. Lui porta il paradiso dentro di sé, lei è un giardino irresistibile. In pochi secondi le loro anime si fondono e tutte le guerre mentali volano via. Lui ama vagare sul suo corpo nudo, lei si sente a casa. Il loro è un amore a due. Non sono capricci, sono profondità. Notti senza paura, parole di tenerezza annegano una falsa comprensione. Sono passeggeri di un viaggio senza fine. Non ci sono dolori, solo avventure da vivere. E tra dolci bevande e movimenti sensuali, vivono l'estasi. La loro resa è incondizionata. Continuano ad abbracciarsi, i loro corpi luccicano di perle di sudore che indicano un atto d'amore. Questo amore non ha orari, non ha una data di scadenza. 

La solitudine infernale scompare quando fondono le loro pelli. Si proteggono a vicenda dal dolore ogni volta che i loro sguardi si incontrano. Sono incanto, sono delizia e vivono una serena normalità con istanti che incantano le loro menti. Il fuoco crepita sempre nella loro intimità.




by So Sunny

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