AlisonFiisher

😈​✨ Alison a good girl who likes to misbehave😈​✨

I'm a calm person, I like to be kind and help people in any way I can, I like to listen to people and be supportive if necessary, hehehe I love receiving new knowledge, I like it when they show me new things and cultures, it's great I really value these little things.

 

My brown skin and my red lingerie make temptation sweeter, as if the devil himself had chosen my body as his favorite canvas to leave his burning mark..

 

My brown skin and my red lingerie make for a more sweet temptation, like the devil himself had chosen my body like his favorite toilet to leave his burning mark..

 

 

I am the perfect combination between shy and daring 🔥🔥

 

 

Under the glow of the moon, my brown skin merges with the black mantle of the night, while my passion causes a fire that burns with the intensity of a thousand stars. In this universe of desire, our bodies can intertwine like constellations in a sky of pleasure, exploring every corner with the softness of a caress and the intensity of a whisper, creating a symphony of moans that rises toward ecstasy..

 

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Under the moon's brightness, my brown skin blends with the black mantle of the night, while my passion provokes a fire that burns with the intensity of a thousand stars. In this world of desire, our bodies can intertwine like constellations in a heaven of pleasure, exploring each corner with the sweetness of a caress and the intensity of a murmur, creating a symphony of gémissements that rises to ecstasy..

 

 

I am the unicorn in your fantasy kingdom, the goddess who visits you in your dreams and awakens desires you didn't even know you had.. ✨​✨​✨​✨​

 

I am the unicorn of your fantastic kingdom, the goddess who visits you in your dreams and awakens desires of which you know nothing.. ✨​✨​✨​

 

 

With that big butt, the universe itself is speechless! It's like having two moons in the same galaxy, a celestial provocation that awakens the wildest desire and the wildest envy.🌕​🌕​✨​🍑​

 

 

With a naughty smile and a touch of mischief, I am that bunny that defies the rules and causes sighs of desire at every step I take. Ready to enter the wild world of this naughty bunny? 🐰 ​ 😈 ​ In the privacy of the room, our bodies become accomplices in a dirty sex game.

Every time you kiss me, a spark ignites my desire to enjoy.

 

Lust makes us reach a peak of total ecstasy, I love to please you In this universe of provocation and desire, we are the architects of our destiny, writing our own story of passion and ecstasy with bold, uncensored strokes.

 

 

come accompany me in the privacy of my room, make me all yours, make my buttocks bounce again and again, spank me and do whatever i want with me, because with this big ass, every movement i make will fill you with pure pleasure, come and enjoy my ass

I like it when you say I'm yours, you make me moan, you own me and you make my ass bounce on your lap.

 

Do you know what I wishsit on your face

 

kiss for you, who come to see my profile and are interested in knowing about me 😘 hehe, don't hesitate to say hello and start a conversation, I am very friendly and I like to meet people all over the world 💕🌍

 

 

 

! Sous le doux clair de lune qui filtre à travers les rideaux entrouverts, our bodies are in a delicate balance between passion and tendresse.

Each caress is like a melody that glides on our skin, awakening sensations that transport us to where time stops and where there is only shared ecstasy. In this moment of intimacy, our hearts beat in unison, rhythm our sensual dance, where every sigh is a whisper of desire and every look, a promise of infinite pleasure.

 

We give ourselves to one another with total abandon, exploring every corner of our bodies with a burning devotion that consumes us, plunging into an ocean of passion and ecstasy that envelops us and elevates us to the heights of the most sublime pleasure..

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My sexy ass and my tough attitude are like a wild party in the middle of chaos. You can't help but be swept away by the current of my magnetism, for I'm like an emotional Russian mountain with perfectly sculpted ass-shaped seats when I need adrenaline.

 

I think about your sex. The first is the child's sexuality, the second the child's sexuality before the adult. The season of the flowering is in the spring. The brain is degenerated into a brainstem. I think of your sex, more prolific groove and harmonious than the belly of the shadow, although death conceives and stops of God himself..

 

The free brute, he thinks, enjoys wherever he wants, wherever he can. Oh honey scandal of the twilights. Oh silent roar.

 

Woman's body, white hills, white thighs, You look like the world in your attitude of dedication. My body of wild farmer mines you and makes the son blow from the depths of the earth. I went there alone like a tunnel.

 

The birds fled from me and the night entered me with its mighty invasion. I have made you as a weapon to survive me, as an arrow in my bow, as a stone in my sling. But the time of revenge is coming and I love you.

Body of skin, foam, greedy and firm milk. Ah the chest glasses! Ah the eyes of absence! Ah, the pubic roses! Ah your slow and sad voice! Body of my wife, I will persist in your grace. My thirst, my unlimited desire, my undecided path! Dark channels where the eternal thirst continues, and the fatigue continues, and the pain is endless.

 

I love going out for a ride, looking at beautiful landscapes, feeling the breeze running strong on my face, for me it is happiness, tranquility, for me it is freedom.

 

 

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And you tell me that your breasts are exhausted waiting for me, that your eyes hurt you from having to live with my body, that you have lost even the contact of your hands, that you feel this absence through the air, that you forget the warm waist of my mouth.. And you tell me that you know that I made blood flow by repeating your name, to strike my lips with the thirst of having you, to strike my memory, to record it blindly, a new way to save you in the kisses of absence in which you cry to me that you wait for me And you tell me that you're so finished at this leisure uninhabited by my chair that your shadow is barely revealed, that you're not true in this darkness that the distance between your body and mine.

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Shaving it off, she was truly beautiful, up to the navel all rolled up, her legs wide open, and sitting in a wide and spacious chair. Looking at him she was very happy, after she was already very well shaved, and being mocking, careless, She stuck her finger inside the thing. And as he shook her hips, to the used decoy responding, It gave it a certain taste afterwards. But as she knew it was not true, She said: «Be careful! What am I doing? "This is not the wood of this fire."

 

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Because it's not the impatience of the orgasm seeker that pulls me from my body to other bodies being maybe young

 

I also seek the sweet love, the tender love with whom to sleep and as my bed is happy when you wake up, close like a bird. If I can never undress, if I have never been able to take up arms without feeling - even if it is only an instant same dazzle as at twenty! Knowing love, learning it, being alone is necessary.

 

And you have to have had sex in four hundred nights - with four hundred different bodies. As the poet said, they come from the soul, but a body is the book in which they are read, and that is why I am glad that I have been waving on the thick sand, both half-dressed, while I was looking for that shoulder tendon. I'm moved by the memory of so many occasions.

 

 

♥It is not your sex that I seek in your sex but to dirty your soul: to deflower with all the mud of life what has not yet lived..♥

 

And when the mountain of life may it be hard and long and high and full of abyss, loving the immensity that is lit with love and burn in the fusion of our very breasts!

 

Don't forget to remind me how much you love me, I am a woman who loves to be told how valuable she is..🥰

 

rolling in drops, like teeth, like drops, like drops of jam and blood, rolling in drops, like a sword in drops, like a river of glass, she falls in a mordant, frappant l'axe de symétrie, frappant dans les coutures de l'âme, brisant les choses Abandoned, trempant the darkness.

 

It is only a breath, wetter than the cry, a liquid, a sweat, a nameless oil, a sudden movement, growing, thickening, the water falls, in slow drops, towards its sea, towards its dry ocean, towards its waterless wave

 

I see the furtive dreams, I admit the last days, and also the origins, and also the memories, like a paupière atrocement raised by the force that I look at.. -

 

Et puis il y a ce bruit: a red sound of bones, a sticking of flesh, and yellow legs like ears of wheat that come closer. I listen between the bursts of kisses, I listen, shaken between breaths and sobs.

 

- I look, I listen, half of my soul in the sea and half of my soul on land, and with both halves of my soul I look at the world. - and even if I close my eyes and completely cover my heart, I see a dull water falling, in deaf drops.

 

It's like a jelly storm, like a cascade of sperm and jellyfish..

 

I see a cloudy rainbow running. I see the water flow through the bones.

♥♥♥♥♥

 

 

And you tell me that your breasts are exhausted by waiting for me, that your eyes make you sick by having my body, that you have lost touch with your hands by feeling this absence through the air, that you forget the warm waist of my mouth..

 

 

And you tell me that you know that I made flowing blood in the words of repeating your name, of beating my lips with the thirst to have you, of giving my memory, of recording it blindly, a new way of saving you in the kisses of absence in which you cry to me that you wait for me.

 

And you tell me that you are so used to this leisure uninhabited by my chair that your shadow barely shows, that you are barely sure in this darkness that the distance between your body and mine.️

 

 

 

And this transparent mist that his tongue spread on me. concupiscent, meticulous and useless work, for the beautiful proselyte, would I dare say? is that he's as helpless as he's adorable.

 

That is why, toujours intact, I keep the heart of my precious orchid and, in the meantime, my precious tourment, I receive your chocolates and my reins trempent after every rendezvous of vain ablutions..

 

But, foolish one, do not be ashamed if, suddenly, your belt does not swell, and if your high, impassive fury can not pierce my membrane and tear from my flesh the classical beating. And do not despair if I am not yet stripped of what, exceeding the time that age advises and Cupid consents, I keep faithfully in the tunnel of fire.

 

My pelvis already guarded by love so involuntarily closed it remains, my shield, tasty precaution! Let us plunge our mouths into the fresh silk of our single and hidden places and you, idiot, if you find resistance where your tenderness hoped to pour out, do not insist clumsily, determined to steal from me a few red drops and a sharp blow. little cry, because you would not bear such a bloody pleasure. ♥♥

 

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I can't make you silence the voice of this bird of fire instantly who appears in the dark crystal if you're so seductive murmuring 100 fires with my fingers, come.

 

Yes in the thirsty blue mirror my clumsy lambskin becomes a lion, cruel claw that floods the hot foreign hole will tear a syllable from your heart, come. Let me sink on your balcony, Can I exile myself daily between your kisses that break my stars into pieces of sun

 

Let it be the color of your blood and your dreams, come come. Your vigil will be my burning cage your ears moan that fall with my sickle when he penetrates your interior with violence

 

I'll be an orphan, I'll be a father, I'll be God, come come come. Knots untied in silence, dying delivered without breath and without reason, water saturated of all the time wounded, draining, that he finally rests in a restorative sleep, come come. Let me sleep on your chest, Let my ashes at this time be an exception, Let my whispers be but a nocturnal gesture of the wind that contains a single word of love, come.

 

 

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I imagine you want to slowly brush my lips and go up to my mouth. I imagine what you want and what makes you wet. Now you imagine.

 

Imagine that it makes me get wet and come Imagine what you make my body feel, in the chamber of the cave where I serve my sentence

♥

 

Come, I invite you to enter my life, I want to hear the sweet melody of your voice in my room. Your sighs in my bed.

 

Let me reflect these voices in your body, I want to be in your nakedness; drink from your fountain.

 

eat at your table. I want my hands to cover every part of your skin, my kisses and caresses to fill you; I want to awaken the desire that resides in you.

 

Come, I invite you to enter my life, I want to be the one who gives you pleasure, the one who makes you sigh. The one who satisfies your feminine desires.

 

 

Tonight I left the window open so that my thoughts would fly, and I drew suns in the night sky so that they light your steps when you arrive.

 

And I wove tremors in your flowers and in your veins, I stripped you of times where you could break.

 

I drank lightly the poison of your parallel legs and in the sea of your hips I was captain.

 

I murmured ardor and vigils, I was a sentinel, In the wounded hour my name was a talisman, poor prey of your hungry mouth, sincere sample of this dark guardian.

 

I painted your lips with colors, your hives, your corners scented with white orange blossom, I built promises with storm splinters and by your body, like the wind, I let myself be carried away.

 

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I want to be the reason for your smile, the refuge in the storm, the clarity in the dark night, the revelation of your ghosts..

 

I want to be your secret admirer, who in the heat of the day is satisfied nothing but by looking at you and the night satisfies your ghosts..

 

I want to be the one who writes poems to your lips and your mouth, to your vehement desires, to the humidity of your skin. I want to be, your quiet fatigue, the one who awakens your desires and wets your desires, the furtive lover. your faithful companion.

 

I think of you. skin to skin. I breathe the aroma of your body as I feel how your hands caress me.

 

I feel them running with their warm contact.

Our lips meet. You're eating me. I'm not eating. our languages play. We both drool.

 

My hands search your breasts, they meet in my breast. My playful fingers on your tits are coming out of your glee.

 

You're stretching me and I feel your sex..

 

You move with the soft movements while your breasts demand my kisses.

 

With treachery I eat them while your pelvis accelerates its movement. I can feel your sex contracting. your groans are amplified.

 

I feel your climax and I spring. You silence my groans by joining your lips to mine.

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If your chair resurrects in my hands, if your voice liquefies, then in my mouth and I drink you in an ecstasy that invites you to mousse on my rock..

If my tongue throws, traces and cries On your skin a sea of thirst that invokes an absurdity d'oiseau crépitant et prenez votre envol avec votre cadeau quand ce sera votre tour.

 

No, there will be no mercy in this war because it can't and has no resurrection without our little death who gives us life, and I'd like to be your land before your banner, your sign and your obsession and I love you without reason and without measure.

♥

I feel you, skin to skin, sharing aromas that awaken the desire.

♪ le mie labbra corono sulla tua schiena ♪ ♪ I'm going to have to go to the bathroom ♪.

My body lights up. I want your body..

My fingers caress the hard pearls that crown your breasts. You feel my erection against your buttocks, your hands chase it. You caress her. You masturbate her while my mouth moans with pleasure when I feel your fingers.

 

You throw me down and your hand leads me into your bowels. The soft swaying of your hips wets my member as my lips devour your breasts. You rest your breasts against my chest, your sex swallows my member, I feel on the edge. Come on. flooding you with desire

You moan with passion while I delight in the flavor of vanilla that lives in your skin, calm down, don't open your eyes, please let my rite finish, my fingers reached where they wanted to go, feel how they rub your clitoris while it hardens and your moans fill me with pleasure, pleasure that then drown in my lips and explode between my fingers.

 

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Mords-moi, douceur pour ta bouche I want to be cotton doux with sugar. Well, don't hesitate to welcome me in your lips, put your teeth in, make me melt on your tongue and mix me with your saliva because I want to sweeten all your taste buds.. Goûte-moi la douceur et avec impatience you eat me, consomme-moi, dévore-moi, as if the fruit defended, the apple of sin. And enfin bois-moi de la douceur, à petites gorgées comme frais eau d'été et laisse-moi couler between your breasts until you have all soaked. I want to be the apple of your poetry, for your mouth amère ambrosie savoureuse.

 

 

I looked at your hands and made up stories of flutters on my breasts, of very soft friction between my thighs. Instantly petals and feathers flocked in an unexpected rain to wet my senses.

I learned this way to be eternally thirsty for honeycombs, while I looked at your hands. I was in a warm sea, I was bathing in a windless dawn. With my lyrics I forcibly fuck your mind just as my body would do.

I'm thinking about you, I'm thinking about you, and I'm thinking about you. You feel my hands running over you, desecrating your breasts, your sex.

I feel you, skin against skin sharing aromas awakening desire. My lips run over your back. My body turns on. I want your body.

My fingers caress the hard pearls that crown your breasts.

You feel my erection against your buttocks, your hands fly after it. you caress it. You masturbate it while my mouth moans with pleasure when I feel your fingers.

You knock me down and your hand guides me to your insides.

The soft sway of your hips soaks my member while my lips devour your breasts.

You lie your breasts against my chest, your sex engulfs my member, you feel me on the limit. You eat. It floods you with desire

Little by little between awakening and sleep,

I try not to think about my desire and my misery However, the touch of your hand on my skin falls, I fall into a duel that I do not want to think about but my soul seeks you, my thoughts consume me, how to touch you again?

My skin excited and my throat nervous, remember that beginning when I felt you for me for a second I curse this moment because I want it to last forever. I curse this moment because I want it to be a story and not just a fragment.

 

 

How good it feels for you to come down! How slowly you are entering hot, alive, in my body, from yourself flowing Just like a fountain, burning! With you, for you, you have arrived hidden under the wind, - naked in it -, and in my eyelids you finish, double, your flight. How hot you are!

 

The burn in my chest is burning. You have spilled everything through my eyes You are already inside my flesh, under the tree of my pulses, in its shadow under the dream.

Entire within the dream! How certain in my rest you finally dominate your kingdom! But I save myself, I jump, free outside of me, I escape By my blood, I free myself, and you filtering me magically, I leave you in the wind again alone again, searching new prison for your body.

 

 

The chamber of grace came to be illuminated when I approached the trembling of my mouth, while my audacity shone across the earth and sky to cut the most intact rose of life.. What jus, disons, what jus le coeur invoque-t-il à-t-elle une douceur aussi intime que vos lèvresfemme, dis-moi: what bees cherchaient what fleursle miel transféré dans le nid d'abeilles de ta boucheoh bisousavec la gloire de ton émotion céleste -communion of the soul and of the bouche, braise et Diaphanité- tu as ouvert dans le plus pur des spasmes: ceci, à nos éphémères routes de boue de l'éternité This is the day when the world will be opened. Ta lèvre, jardin où la fièvre est jardinière; button of fever, my lip is never full, they have been melted in the wounds of the fire of immortal joy.

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Andò, with rhythmic and feline passo ad avances dolci, agili or ruvide, with qualcosa di animale and divine the ballerina a piedi nudi. ♪ Your gonna be your gonna be ♪ ♪ Rose on your chest ♪.. The costellazione di quasi and cos.. The ballerina with bare feet. Mille delizie scesero dai seni versus the pearl infossata dell'ombelico, and iniziò scopi osceni zuccheri alla fragola and miele di fico. This is the first time I've seen you in my life.. On one side of the gestational chair were my jesters and my mutes.. And it was all selene and anactoria the ballerina barefoot!

Wrap me up.. Don't be afraid of them. Before your living fire my chair is blurred, and in spring chastement between the trembling rose of my light costume to be to you. Ne pas aspirer l'air un légère parfum What's that which annoys and what's that which disturbs? Don't you feel your souffle clinging like a man's veil on my waist?? .. You see that even my eyes tonight, they have a dark dazzling, and on your firm knees my hands are crumbling like roses.. And when you emmêles your fingers dans mes cheveux clairs I ressens une étrange fraîcheur, pendant que tes baisers tombent dans ma bouche assoiffée avec une humidité parfumée that a fruit is split. Aspire-moi slowly.. I will begin my delivery on your dark chair, and I will rise from the sanctified fire and beautifully dressed in the sort of marble a nude statue..

I send you flowers that I pick up along the way I send them to you among my dreams Because I can't talk to you And I'm preparing ten thousand words To convince you that at my side Everything will be as we dream aah I think it's time to go on a trip and sunbathe by the pool, enjoying a delicious frozen michelada, listening and feeling the breeze on my skin, hehe I also love the golden color that the sun gives me fur. Tell me what is your favorite plan to relax?😎🌤

Good things come to those who wait. Even better things come to those who get up and go after what they want..😘

It's been 2 months since I decided to make my life healthy and active, I enjoy physical exercise, training the gym has become my safe place where I let go of all the bad things and recharge my energy; you don't know how much my life has changed since then, encourage yourself, train and focus on yourself, Work on the person you want to be in the future.🥰💗