A GIRL WRITES A POEM.
wildflowers blue blue in front of green green a city invaded legs so soft everyone tells you they look good and then you and you and you...
This blog was born in a tiny apartment in the 18th arrondissement of Paris, and oh, how far it's come. Thanks to the support of my readers, the authors of countless sexuality books that have inspired me, and the donations of my patreons, I am able to keep this blog alive. I hope it helps you find your erotic freedom.