I A Member Of The Butterfly Fanclub
In a time where the adepths of Heffner and friends almost load the contemporary women with the idea that the vagina should look so smooth, uncontaminated with lips on the outside, sometimes disrespectful compared to turtles. Pixelgraphics emphasize and enlarge this image. A boost on the income of plastic surgeons is the result and besides the sillicons for esthetics, now the lips are treated to look like the models proudly presented in the glossy's that the hubbies stare at. Many hubbies what this at home as well and a new symbol of beauty is born. How different is nature and the issue of selfconciousness, self esteem and being happy with the body you live in and the goodies you have. How many times are looks and outside visual factors mixed up with ultimate beauty. Beauty is for the larger part inside, not outside. Moreover Beauty is subjective. What I think is mindblowing, does not turn the other on. Look here how wonderfully divers the interests of people are on ep. I am a great fan and lover of the "butterfly" vagina. Better shaped I can hardly imagine, The butterfly ***** is a treat to lick, to suck, to slide your hard **** along, or your strap-on, in case of FF. My GF has great large lips. The tast of her female liquids spread over her lips and stay there almost longer a time than I spent licking her. She enjoys it for hours. Just sliding in my hard, uncut and shaved **** in her subtropical chamber of desire, the gates of her whomb climb up around my hard rod. then follow the rhytm of the peristaltic movements of our hips and bums. The salted flavours and her lips slide inside her ***** and pop out again to curl up to the shaft, the look and feel bring lust, passion, love and intoxication to the highest level.
I couldn't miss my butterfly, on the outskirts of the vulcano of desire... respect and gratitude to the sacred lips, the proud wings of the worshipped womanhood...
I couldn't miss my butterfly, on the outskirts of the vulcano of desire... respect and gratitude to the sacred lips, the proud wings of the worshipped womanhood...