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color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">22-mar-2010</span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">estando dormida sent&iacute;&nbsp;la  mano de julio&nbsp;tocando mi sexo,</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">ya hab&iacute;an sido varias  ocasiones que dormido hablaba y&nbsp;me tocaba </span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">"m&eacute;tesela hasta el  fondo" </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">"es buena yegua"</span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">"te gusta mi se&ntilde;ora"</span></span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;qu&eacute; era exactamente lo  que&nbsp;deseaba mi esposo?</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">que me cogiera otro  hombre?</span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">del&nbsp;asombro pas&eacute; al  deseo</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;mi mano&nbsp;tom&oacute; su mano&nbsp;por  el&nbsp;interior de mi vagina caliente </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">la sola idea de&nbsp;pensar  en&nbsp;&eacute;sta fantas&iacute;a empez&oacute; a danzar&nbsp;por mi mente.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">ardiente&nbsp;como estaba </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;trabaj&eacute; su verga con  esmero, </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mi lengua limpiaba  l</span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">a&nbsp; babita que&nbsp;iba  escurriendo </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">de la&nbsp;punta  de su verga,</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">-&nbsp;julio se despert&oacute; </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">aparto mi cabeza de su  verga ... </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">sus ojos indicaban que  ser&iacute;a sometida a sus deseos.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">sin decir palabra me puso  frente al &eacute;l&nbsp; </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">toc&oacute; suavemente mis  pezones</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mi cuerpo&nbsp;hilarante se  estremeci&oacute; al sentir </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">como sus manos apretaban mis nalgas </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mientras su lengua&nbsp; lamia  con avaricia mis pechos ..</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">tom&oacute;&nbsp; mi&nbsp;cintura y me  acost&oacute;&nbsp; bocabajo,</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">recorri&oacute; mi espalda  con&nbsp;las yemas de sus dedos </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">hasta llegar a mis nalgas.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">si recato las abri&oacute; para  engullir&nbsp; su lengua en mi culo&nbsp;...</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">de mi cabeza no se  apartaba </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">la idea de que  era otro y no&nbsp;mi esposo quien me cog&iacute;a</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">de solo pensarlo me corr&iacute;  como&nbsp; puta, </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">tom&eacute;&nbsp;ese  pedazo de carne hinchada&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">para adentrarla en los  jugos reci&eacute;n salidos de mi vientre </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">su fantas&iacute;a&nbsp;&nbsp;me ten&iacute;a como  yegua, como guarra&nbsp; como amante ...</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mis pensamientos fueron  interrumpidos&nbsp;por &eacute;l&nbsp;....&nbsp; </span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">que te pasa hoy? est&aacute;s  como nunca isola</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mis dedos sellaron su  boca&nbsp; que lami&oacute; uno a uno.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mi respiraci&oacute;n  entrecortada lo enloqueci&oacute;&nbsp;brutalmente.</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">sus </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">gemidos&nbsp;indicaba&nbsp;que ser&iacute;a ba&ntilde;ada y  clavada&nbsp;como nunca,</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">tom&oacute; mi cadera para  asirse&nbsp;a la &uacute;ltima estocada y </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">quedar vencido&nbsp; a mi piel.</span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">su ojos estaban cerrados y </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">yo&nbsp;lo miraba sin  verlo</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">mis pensamientos estaban </span><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">en el amigo que &eacute;l  deseaba&nbsp; me cogiera ...</span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">querido  diario</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">me he descubierto de una  manera totalmente diferente ...</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">no se que pasar&aacute; pero  deseo que pas&eacute; ....</span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div> <div><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC; color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;"><span>atte isola</span><span style="font-family: Vivaldi;">}</span></span></div> <div><span style="color: #ffffff; font-size: x-large;">&nbsp;</span></div>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 26 Mar 2010 17:35:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>un alma triste ...</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2010/032501-un-alma-triste-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2010/032501-un-alma-triste-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[]]></description><pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2010 22:37:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>extensi&#xF3;n de vida ...</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/102101-extension-de-vida-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/102101-extension-de-vida-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p>]]></description><pubDate>Tue, 21 Oct 2008 21:04:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>39 lunas ...</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/050201-39-lunas-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/050201-39-lunas-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p><span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS;">&nbsp;</span></p><div class="postext"><span style="font-size: medium; font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">toqu&eacute; en el borde de mi amor tu nombre ...</span></div><div class="postext"><span style="font-size: medium; font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">escribe amarte para siempre</span></div><div class="postext"><span style="font-size: medium; font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">cerr&eacute; mis ojos al hacerme tal promesa</span></div><div class="postext"><span style="font-size: medium; font-family: Viner Hand ITC;">hoy como entonces recomienzo esta historia</span></div><div class="postext"><span style="font-family: Viner Hand ITC;"><span style="font-size: medium;">y te invento cada d&iacute;a ..<span style="color: #ff0000;">.</span></span></span></div>]]></description><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 00:06:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>sin l&#xED;mites ...</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/040501-sin-limites-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/040501-sin-limites-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">la  tristeza a veces se pierden donde los l&iacute;mites no existen ...</span></div> <div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">cuando el miedo te consume de pensar que gente inocente sufrir&aacute; por cosas  que no le corresponden.<br />cuando aflora la naturaleza humana en la parte mas  g&eacute;lida de su ser y solo importa el yo ..<br /></span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">&iquest;a donde ir&aacute;n las ruinas que esto generar&aacute;?</span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">que ser&aacute; de sus hijos?</span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">donde se reconciliar&aacute;n las cosas buenas de ese ser?</span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0">todo se perdi&oacute; en un suspiro.</span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0"><br /><br /></span></div></div><div><div><span style="color: #c0c0c0"><br /></span></div> <div><span style="color: #c0c0c0"><br /><br /></span></div></div><div><div><span style="color: #c0c0c0"><br /><br /></span></div></div> <div> </div>]]></description><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 21:41:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>Relacionarse ... Diana Pera</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/033101-relacionarse-diana-pera.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/033101-relacionarse-diana-pera.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="left"><span>&iquest;Qu&eacute; es esto de estar, sin estar?  </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span></span><span>&iquest;Esto de sentir, sin sentir?  </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>&iquest;Esto de penetrar en la mirada del otro, sin mirar el  interior? </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>&iquest;Esto de buscar el juego de seducci&oacute;n, como simple  juego? </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>&iquest;Esto de llegar sin conducirme a nada?  </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>&iquest;Esto de no tener sentimiento concreto y no  importarme? </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>&iquest;Esto de esperar, sin esperar?  </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>Ver caminos abiertos y palparlos como oasis.  </span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span>Esto es pasar s&oacute;lo el momento, tan s&oacute;lo... <em>Mi  Hoy.</em></span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span><span>DIANA PERA<br />San Mart&iacute;n de los  Andes</span></span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify" class="MsoBodyText" align="center"><span><span></span></span><span><span>de su libro <em>Acechando a la  Vida</em></span></span></p>]]></description><pubDate>Mon, 31 Mar 2008 16:50:00 +0000</pubDate></item><item><title>amar ...</title><link>https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/032301-amar-.php</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://alosi.blogia.com/2008/032301-amar-.php</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;</p><p align="center"><br /></p><br />]]></description><pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2008 22:08:00 +0000</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
