Miracles of Sexuality Part 2
Only foolish men insist and try to understand woman and racks relation apart. Lover knows that understanding her mind is impossible, instead, he will pleas her even more aware that inspired by act of seduction she will eventually started to follow. He knows that this truth is with in her from genesis. Woman can be comparable only with wildest mustang. Her hart is full of flames her soul full of sin. Unbreakable greediness for freedom formed her beautiful body shapes and tuned her seductive voice to the perfection. How can man become so blind and destroy that uniqueness of universe and space, which forces even gods to turn the head and cry and causes rain here on the earth. It is only persistence of love and passions, which will gradually rammed her wild soul with questions and desire, melt her fear away and voluntarily unlock all padlocks of her treasures chest…and that is moment for which is worth to live and die for. Lover can feel and enjoy in that path of transformation and extend one as well. And than when wild mustang starts to react on tamers voice, slowly begins to approach toward extended warm hand and finally flow in all of her wild desire and passion in to his embrace, only than man can hear angle chorus announcing next birth of glorious moment named… Miracle of sexuality. …Yes, I was almost crying, begging her to consent me dive my face, my tong my soul in to her vagina. Inspired by previous seduction and sex, even air around us was electrified by cordial of love to excessive amount, so intense that was pouring in to me not only through my nose and eyes but even through every pore of my skin… jet she stayed silent to my tears of passion and screams of obsession.. but, like she had a chance? She was doomed to submission as soon as she let me through the entrance door.. she just didn’t know jet. There are many addictions and they all are dire. Dire because they weaken ones strength and they are blowing cold winds in to the soul. My are woman internal and external orgasm and woman squirt…nectar of eternal youth. That intoxicating scent melts away all of my powers and draw me like a magnet in to vagina. Taste of her unleashes some kind of feeding frenzy and I can not stop until the last drop is absorbed. I have become vampire of love, or I have been born as one. Because of that, I believe that female orgasm reflect yang and male orgasm reflect yin. Light and Darkness.. Life and Death. So I.. Marco Bell.. have asked her If I can create a treasure map on her back and not waiting on her respond start to slide wavy with my finger tips around her back.. sometimes more intense sometimes less and whispering what I am drawing. After sea I had to create rocks so I have randomly bite her around centre of her shivery back sliding slowly toward her roundness ass. Sights of bliss have mixed with voices of the braking waves, which I was producing to emphasize the moment. I have thrust my penis in to her waist to visual the palm tree.. Change of her pale skin...
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So many people are chasing for the ghosts, chasing for luxuries of life they are unable to ever have… ever because they are too occupied with fantasy about ideality and comparison, which blinds them and obviate delight of happiness and excitement of little miracles. Luxury mansion…Fastest car…pleasure trip around the world…, are just some of metaphors for the ghost… ghost and emptiness of life. And even if ghost become reality.. emptiness of life replaces joy as soon as excitement withers. Why? How? In order that one truly become aware of pleasures and excitements of life, one must find and establish inner peace.. Fulfil emptiness of soul, the last, the most distant corner of hers. That is possible only, if one undimmed enjoys every moment in time…consecutive than will become aware of those little miracles and life it self will become one long lasting sensual moment screaming to be shared with other amazing people. For me every time when phone rings, pleasant shiver flows across my body, enlighten me that there is a woman somewhere in the universe thinking of me, desiring me…wanting me… and that is incomparable compliment… which only can be described as … miracle. Have you ever pleased a woman so extensive that she has lost consciousness? Have you ever make love to a woman until milk gushed from her breast, as she would give birth to a love it self? Have you ever fucked a woman so completely that sound of your voice caused her body to shiver and explode in such intense pleasure that only wiping brought her full release? Only if.. than you can understand what I’ve meant by… miracle. And it was just the same that night. Her sensual voice echoes in the phone: “Are you available?” O my god!! Those three words become the most desirable in my life since I’ve reborn in to Marco Bell, Female Escorts MelbourneHQ.. Before that, I was living illusion of imaginable truth, which various “they” enhanced, over and over again through my past life. Life with in one “ I love you” were the most desirable three words. Life flooded with pain and disappointments. Two hours latter, I was looking in her mysterious eyes and admiring here beautiful black hair, so soft as only silk can be. My hart has become the orchestra and soul.. the singer. Knowing that this special woman standing in front of me soon will become violin and me.. the maestro, with only one obligation left in that moment… to play violin and compose the most ardent song in her life so fare. Some moments should only be divided between lovers, some should be shared among others only to burst passion and sighs. That beautiful act of seduction begun arising almost immediately, inspired by twinkling light of burning candles, which has been generously squandered around the vast room, room charged with famine energies. Energies so intense that even now, when I am writing, my hart beet arise because of them. Intentional approaches and retreats, deep gazes, contiguity of desire, passionate voices and gentle touches has even more complimented perfection of the moment. Awareness of energy transformation in the room has soon become so intense that has inspired lovers to leisurely commence stripping each other. After first few passionate kisses, dance flor of...
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Under the small table umbrella, they sat in the slightly rainy night. Candle light shone on the wooden table next to the street….the glasses of champagne…and them two…..united as one soul….. in to a loving hug. Lined back on to his chest she exposed her neck to his spontaneous bites… touches of his intense lips… Soon the red stripes have draw on it. Gentile touch on mans left shoulder interrupted the laughter of them two……and the soft… kind voice of a bit drunk girl from the second next bar table asked: “May I took picture of you two……you guys are so beautiful..” Man has seen her. Along with her blond hair girl friend, they have been secretly on the beginning and warmly later … observing them two. “I am sorry I don’t have the phone. Do you Sibyl?” “But maybe you could take picture of as two with your phone…..” He proposed, after she said that she doesn’t have one with her either. Embracing slender waist of the standing girl… looking her in to a horny green eyes man continued: “…we can give you our address and you can post picture back to as after… if you wish.” Not so long after she goon…. her blond girl friend smiling stood in front of them.. Bended forward and left a bit…..her long hair created the wall…..wall of curls. It seemed that instead of umbrella….erotic tension of the moment… stoped the rain tears developed in heavens many “life-times” a go…. and prevent them to land on three warm, exposed bodies. Man buried his fingers in to the wall of curls… not long before Sibyl followed his gesture ….and exhaled with her silenced, erotic voice: “How beautiful curls you have….”, He continued: “Do you want to kiss my girl?” Holding her hair, he gently dragged her face closely toward Sibyls….with kisses soaked lips. Shiver of her body floated around his chests like a….. like a swell…. He knew that their lips had touched…and created sculpture of one body with two souls. He leisurely dragged his fingers, with black nails, formed in to a rake….across blondes head, back and rested them on her arse. And just when she almost invisibly spread her legs… firmly nibbled in to her lip…she bounded back and staggered away. But she returned….for more. “That was the most erotic moment in my life so fare….. Thank you..” : Sibyl said to her escort…before she walked in to the slightly rainy night. Thank you, Marco...
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Shapes and forms… have not made that woman. Her beauty…was shining with in her…like stars on a dark sky. Only to be seen, to be felt, to be exposed, to be…. honoured with her presents to a real man…purest lover. And she had that sexual fantasy dwelling in every cell of her passionate body, for so long.. that it transformed from gentle thought to a unbearable touch.. She knew that she has to live that fantasy or fade like a flower in to the oblivion. But with whom…? In her 40 years of existence on the blue planet, she was trying to find one….both….her and him… just to find that it was always something missing…. And than…. finally… she has found the courage and responded to the male escortsMelbournehq…knowing that everything will be dedicated only to make her who she really is…..unique, special, the one….woman. When she opened the heavy, wooden door of her shinny house… first.. even before she seen the man…even before she smelt his intoxicant oriental scent…..his inner love energy burst in to her face and spread in to all of her body, like a poison… She stood in a doorway and felt warmness of the happiness….knowing that the moment is not fare away.. She reacted on his voice, touches…, and invited him in…. Comfortable surrounded with the twinkling light of burning candles… she opened her hart to a totally unknown man just few moments a go…looking in to his dark eyes …holding his warm hands. What she believed… what it seamed to her for so many years as an unbreakable obstacle on her path…. It becomes now just easy as singing a favourite song. For so many years, she wanted to be tie to the leash and escorted in public with the man, lover….with whom she will feel safe and desired…. as a goddess. With the man who will not find himself as a winner… but only pleasured…. that he had the honour being the one. With the man…. whose gratefulness of the moment… she wont only be able to sense… but to feel as well… will encourage her to go further in the night…. Sadly, before he has come to her, she had uninvited visitors….friends….and following her big, pure hart she couldn’t sand them away…. They stood hand in hand finally alone in the shiny room….it was sadness in her blue eyes…she knew that the moment…glorious moment…. when she will finally live her fantasy….tie herself to the man with a leash…and be walked on the streets of big bad city of Melbourne……is gone. For how long…she didn’t knew. He felt her sadness… how could he not? She was his entire world and that can not be denied. Kissing her gently on her soft, tender lips…. he asked her, if she trusted him?…. And the answer has sunk in to her kiss. Than…. he took her out in to the night… Thank you, Marco...
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Marco Bell is child of many parents, which are any on their own way try to teach him illusions of perfect life. Scream of Passion, Sadness, Purest Love, Fatal Lie, Ultimate Dependence, Neglected Hope, Breath of Angel, Miss Malicious, Believe of Miracles, Last Touch, Mermaid Song, Family Traitor, Sound of Hope, The Coldest Word, First Laughter of Child are just some of their names. Each of them were absolutely successful in their own way, and path long many years has to be walked by him in order to find purpose in this life…purpose and inherited present from Cupid. There was a time, years a go, when Marco Bell believed that his life has to be with only one woman.., united in ultimate love sphere to the last breath and pass. Being proved wrong twice, he become slowly to realise that his purest love and igneous passion has to be shared with all of you, marvellous women in the world. Sadness, Selfishness, Lie, Neglectfulness, Maliciousness, and Traitorousness has been buried in the graveyard of the past. Substituted with Joy of Passion, Art of Tantra massage, Lust of Happiness, Touch of Desire, Sight of Deliciousness, Adoration of every Woman. Not long after, what has been designated from the beginning, become the truth. As the ancient philosophy states, Love and you will be loved, that is the way in which he values woman along with life, and that is how he runs his business. It is his dedication that more than making love to a woman, is to endow her with exceptional moment, moment that can be comparable only with her uniqueness in the universe. Endow her with pleasure, greatest she will ever experience. Stories in this blog are truth escort events and published with permission of a client. Thank you, Marco...
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