06/16/2021

Caroeny
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Caroeny
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Sexy?! Or not
What mother doesn't know this? In the past, you were sexy, wicked and up for any kind of fun. The spouse got gasps at the mere thought of a night together, and the hot shoes and clothes were not just condemned to a life in the closet as moth catchers. Today, the sweetheart gets gasps at the thought of a full diaper, and talks his way out of changing it better than any politician in a bribery scandal.
And honestly, who of us has not already crept out of the nursery of the offspring and prayed that it notices nothing and sleeps peacefully on!
I am no exception, and I confess: something called me when I saw Maitresse. Maybe because it promised to give me back some sex appeal or because perfume doesn't frustrate when size 38 around the hips doesn't fit after all. So when Maitresse was marked down to 20 euros, my hour had come. Juhuu should I feel like a goddess in black lace again? He moved in with me, and the first thing I was disappointed. He is not special. Wicked? Not really. But it's nice and sweet and powdery. It's floral and wraps me in a sensual aura. I actually smell the suede out very well, and reminds me of how the perfume used to list on my leather jacket. It doesn't make a goddess out of me, but makes me forget about everyday life, it lets me know " hey, you may not be that wicked crazy thing anymore, but you're special. Be proud, carry your head high and feel with only your senses ". And when I wear it, I feel good, loved, and a little bit ready for infamy. Provided I can sneak out of the nursery ;-)
And honestly, who of us has not already crept out of the nursery of the offspring and prayed that it notices nothing and sleeps peacefully on!
I am no exception, and I confess: something called me when I saw Maitresse. Maybe because it promised to give me back some sex appeal or because perfume doesn't frustrate when size 38 around the hips doesn't fit after all. So when Maitresse was marked down to 20 euros, my hour had come. Juhuu should I feel like a goddess in black lace again? He moved in with me, and the first thing I was disappointed. He is not special. Wicked? Not really. But it's nice and sweet and powdery. It's floral and wraps me in a sensual aura. I actually smell the suede out very well, and reminds me of how the perfume used to list on my leather jacket. It doesn't make a goddess out of me, but makes me forget about everyday life, it lets me know " hey, you may not be that wicked crazy thing anymore, but you're special. Be proud, carry your head high and feel with only your senses ". And when I wear it, I feel good, loved, and a little bit ready for infamy. Provided I can sneak out of the nursery ;-)
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