The last glimpse of my French escape⦠taken right in front of a towering chalk cliff, rising high and silent, I stripped and posed, my body open against their raw, ancient beauty.
The wind wrapped around me, the sea below whispered louder, and the stone walls stood like silent voyeurs, keeping every secret⦠and revealing every curve.
Je me suis offerte aux falaises β I offered myself to the cliffs, skin against sky, desire against rock. β°οΈπ₯
No crowd, no city, no rules. Just me, naked in natureβs cathedral, daring anyone who passed to watch.
Je suis vivante, je suis dΓ©sir.
I am alive, I am desire.
Would you have watched me thereβ¦ or touched me against the stone? ππ₯
With heat & salted skin,
Juliette π
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Du bost sowas von fickbar, ob nun mit 47 oder nicht.
If Ihad been there, I would definitely have watched you for a while. Then I would have grabbed you, pushed you against the rocky wall and made you feel my cock, hard and deep, over and over again.
As the wind caressed your breasts, your uninhibited moans drowned out the whispering sound of the sea. The silent stone voyerus fixed you with their greedy eyes as you writhed beneaath my hard thrusts, begging me to cum insinde of you.
I am quit sure, and we both know, that you would have enjoyed that!