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Tumblr, Blog, and Flower: sixpenceee:Flower petals cause the appearance of blood stains on the grave of opera singer Jane Margyl in Batignolles cemetery in Paris.

sixpenceee:Flower petals cause the appearance of blood stains on the grave of opera singer Jane Margyl in Batignolles cemetery in Paris.

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Mood, Spanish, and Tumblr: marzipanandminutiae: angelicrying: relijion: A naked Spanish men throws flower petals at the picture of the Birth of Venus by Botticelli   mood this is the most Renaissance thing

marzipanandminutiae: angelicrying: relijion: A naked Spanish men throws flower petals at the picture of the Birth of Venus by Botticelli  ...

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Instagram, Tumblr, and Blog: jandersdotter: Petals, 2018.Photography by Jessica Andersdotter. Follow on Instagram for more: @jandersdotter.

jandersdotter: Petals, 2018.Photography by Jessica Andersdotter. Follow on Instagram for more: @jandersdotter.

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Tumblr, Blog, and Http: sixpenceee:This rose has a mutation (phyllody) which causes it to grow leaves where the petals should be. More interesting posts here.

sixpenceee:This rose has a mutation (phyllody) which causes it to grow leaves where the petals should be. More interesting posts here.

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Beautiful, God, and Lottery: Hill I would like to share this beautiful passage with all of you, it's long, but worth it. And I swear to god I didn't alter any of this Her long hair, still wet from the shower, had been combed down her back in a wet swath Hilda was sitting on the floor, her round, wet boobs still wet from the shower's water. She dried off the water with a towel, which then became wet. Hilda gasped when she saw a reflection in her bedroom mirror: through the slightly open door, she caught a glimpse of the chiseled abs and square jaw of the mysterious stranger who shared her cabin. She stood and spun around, her breasts swinging heavily with the momentum. She grabbed the door She saw herself and Torolf happy together, bathed in the golden light of love. Her snooch got all warm, too Torolf," Hilda moaned, her lush teats straining with desire. "I need you." Torolf, coarse abs pulsing softly in the moonlight, stood silently Hilda looked at him expectantly. "Oh, sorry, she added. "Torolf, I need you sexually." At hearing those beautiful words, Torolf flexed his rough-hewn abs and Hilda found herself being guided to her soft bed by the sheer force of Torolfs undulating midsection. She parted her thighs in anticipation, exposing the soft pink petals of her clunge Torolf entered her like she was a lottery. His engorged pecker pushed inside her and she felt fulfilled with sexual fulfillment. Hilda clutched at the bedsheets with lust and ecstasy and her hands. Her spongy love mountains hurled to and fro with each pounding. Her body was like a beautiful flower that was opening and somebody was pushing their dick inside it. Then Torolf moaned, arched his back, and suffered from dick Parkinson's. He pumped in all of his hot pearlescent sperms as Hilda spasmed with so many orgasms! The two lay still for a moment as the stinky scent of lovemaking billowed around the room. Hilda got out of bed, still shimmering with orgasm. She glowed with contentment, like a cat who ate the cream of the crop She walked across the room and picked up her towel, still wet with shower water. "Torolf," she said softly, "there's something I have to tell you... But her bed was empty Torolf was gone, escaped out the bedroom window. In the distance, Hilda heard the fading sound of galloping abs DICK ANEURYSM GALLOPING ABS A beautiful piece of literature.
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