Feather touches

Those wet cherry lips, Speak words of nectar. Those deep blue eyes, Seek seeds of sun rays. Those lovely breasts, Share feather touches. Those beautiful hairs, Cover the moon cheek. A women is in her beauties Accept her, adore her.. She has turned to be goddess by herself... Model: Kim Fotograaf: Wil Crooymans Trouwjrk: NewOlds Locatie: Schloss Glück