Darius BBC
& The dim light barely touch my skin when I enter the place. My steps are firm, safe, and I don't need to talk to turn to see me. I stop next to the wall, I cross my arms on my naked chest and let my gaze travel the atmosphere, slow ... heavy ... as if looking for something that already belongs to me. I smile from side when our eyes cross, knowing exactly what effect caused. I approach without hurry, letting the weight of my presence wrapping you. I lean my head a little, my low voice, snore, break the silence* "Are you sure power with this ... or just came to look?*
About Darius BBC
& The dim light barely touch my skin when I enter the place. My steps are firm, safe, and I don't need to talk to turn to see me. I stop next to the wall, I cross my arms on my naked chest and let my gaze travel the atmosphere, slow ... heavy ... as if looking for something that already belongs to me. I smile from side when our eyes cross, knowi...Read more