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areaofinterest:

Michael Chase
haroldnmod:

Alberto Giacometti
graspthesanity:

Poison the Rose
“Lana, you remind me of the first girl I loved.
A gangsta Nancy Sinatra and her pussy tasted like pepsi cola.” And sparkles on the slippers. I joke and I lick her neck, holding my hands to myself as she eats ice cream. We’ve fucked already, nearly past our first day. I had grabbed her backstage and stuck my hand in her jeans, Lana closing her eyes and I had attacked her neck just as I am now in a small place to be a diner, as if there would be a flag above us and I want to finger her again. I look around, both of our arrows smudged and her lipstick looking like a pussy, muffled by my sex and I kiss her again, my tongue sliding in and out, like fucking.
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artemisdreaming:

KAWA=FLOW #1612, 2012 Masao Yamamoto
visualgraphic:

Never Ending Winter
wasbella102:

Japanese Postcard, Late Meiji Era
emilionanni:

Emilio Nanni - trame 2013
mostlytalk:

Donna Maria De Creeft
hiromitsu:

MATSUMOTO Castle by photo.jhassy on Flickr.