Your post brought up Tracy Chapman's song The Promise which carries hidden among its verses a secret that will remain well guarded in memories.
Those fritters look rich π€€ With honey they are delicious.
I waited for you at "the sea" (I invited you as you asked me π€·) but I didn't find you there π
A nice week π»
Horrible, I'm not going to justify my disappearances because I can give them too many reasons... one of them is that (((((I'm sick of the darkness and spending my days running after electricity)))))
I have no doubt that honey goes well with fritters. Mmm, how interesting... here we usually make a syrup with star anise and that's it... π
I'm going to listen to Tracy, you took me back to when I was 17 again.I love secrets.
Tip of the day: never use the tags sex and orgasms, your post will become NTFW, and it won't be accessible to everyone. If you ask me why I'm featuring this, it's because it happened to me last night in the early hours of the morning in my last post... πππ
The week began. Pufff... who told me to write about sex... πππ