LITTLEJOY

The woman is made to arouse passions . she inspires and lets herself be caught . in a whirlwind of emotions . in tender meanders . she lives without pretension . does not know the frustration . because in her eyes only it counts . the pleasure . she does not know the shame . to enjoy . it is a perverted spirit . who then smiles at you . looks you right in the eyes . makes you finally see the blue sky . makes you lose all appreciation . of what may be the reason . has only one definition . that of passion
What turns me on
the game, more specially cerebral game
What turns me off
vulgarity