tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-221304692011-07-28T19:26:58.474+01:00Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.comBlogger1621100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-53651354066166050142009-06-17T23:47:00.006+01:002009-06-18T00:09:42.538+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Sjlzi8vTc1I/AAAAAAAACKw/WgCSBD75UKw/s1600-h/167601.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348433076736455506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Sjlzi8vTc1I/AAAAAAAACKw/WgCSBD75UKw/s400/167601.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>...que me acordaste deste estado</strong><br /><strong>de dormência em que me encontrava...</strong><br /><strong>desta letargia doce e serena...</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>onde a vitalidade em estado latente da crisálida...</strong> </span></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">me faz gritar...e sentir...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5365135406616605014?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-14982762244024264502008-12-08T23:53:00.002Z2008-12-10T23:27:26.145Z<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ST20niZVwoI/AAAAAAAABkU/pHDiUAoYkwg/s1600-h/beijocorpo12xsnp2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277572929689076354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ST20niZVwoI/AAAAAAAABkU/pHDiUAoYkwg/s320/beijocorpo12xsnp2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">…os nossos corpos devoram-se…<br />ardentes…famintos…vorazes…<br />as minhas mãos…serão os meus olhos…<br />ávidas por conhecerem…<br />cada pedaço do teu corpo…<br />por cada toque dos teus dedos…<br />por cada beijo teu…na minha pele…<br />irás sentir…o meu prazer…<br />depois…<br />a loucura apoderar-se-á...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"> de nós…</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1498276224402426450?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-24507755144326855682008-12-08T23:17:00.004Z2008-12-09T00:00:07.722Z<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ST2rkgZTt7I/AAAAAAAABkM/PaITyo14sYU/s1600-h/ninho.JPG"><strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277562982007814066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ST2rkgZTt7I/AAAAAAAABkM/PaITyo14sYU/s320/ninho.JPG" border="0" /></strong></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong> Entreguei-me a uma nudez sem prazo... </strong><br /><strong>Caminhando nua...no limbo das sensações carnais....</strong><br /></span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Seduzo-te...</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Quero-te...</strong><br /></span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Desejo-te</span>...</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>Sinto a fome... </strong><br /><strong>de quem anseia...de quem tem pressa de saciar....</strong><br /><strong>os seus desejos...libidinosos...</strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#990000;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Vem...</span></strong><br /></span></span><strong>quero sentir o teu corpo enroscado no meu...</strong><br /><strong>quero sentir o teu calor...o desejo de te ter....</strong><br /><strong>Não...não posso ficar calada...</strong><br /><strong>Chama-lhe paixão... se quiseres...</strong><br /><strong>mas...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Vem....</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-2450775514432685568?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-19129426291530723382008-12-03T22:35:00.005Z2008-12-03T23:48:00.032Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/STcaiNEko3I/AAAAAAAABkE/96W3doTs9-s/s1600-h/511806.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275714663414539122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/STcaiNEko3I/AAAAAAAABkE/96W3doTs9-s/s320/511806.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Passa a noite aqui...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Dança comigo numa cama de cetim...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Quero a memória dos teus dedos sobre mim...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">A noite não tem pressa...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">E eu preciso de te abraçar…</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">As palavras que me sufocam...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">E a sublime vontade de te beijar....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">e teu corpo acariciar.... </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">Vem...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#990000;">dança comigo...</span><br /></span></div></span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1912942629153072338?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-21035704683805286232008-11-01T23:40:00.005Z2008-11-01T23:50:02.109Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SQzqEalih6I/AAAAAAAABjc/5E9bBU0g5Gs/s1600-h/Walo_exp_012b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263839426066417570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SQzqEalih6I/AAAAAAAABjc/5E9bBU0g5Gs/s320/Walo_exp_012b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Basta pensar-te e toda a minha pele se reveste de desejo<br />A minha boca fica seca da ausência dos teus beijos<br />E todo o meu corpo emana vontade...<br /></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Basta pensar-te e os meus olhos fecham-se<br />Vislumbrando apenas os momentos que tivemos<br />Mas que é tão vivo nas nossas mentes...<br /><br />Basta pensar-te e sinto que te terei<br />Nem que seja uma vez só ...<br />Para quando te voltar a pensar... </span></strong></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>sentir-te...</strong><strong>e desejar-te...</strong></span></div><div><strong></strong></div><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(alugado)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-2103570468380528623?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-65583151466531561522008-08-28T21:58:00.004+01:002008-08-28T22:14:16.502+01:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SLcSh7J8P1I/AAAAAAAABjM/0wPcghC3zis/s1600-h/210808_13.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239677065493233490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SLcSh7J8P1I/AAAAAAAABjM/0wPcghC3zis/s320/210808_13.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong> Esperaste as minhas mãos...<br />a minha boca...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>E deixaste jorrar o desejo...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>E mostraste o segredo...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Que entre as coxas guardavas...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Agora são minhas as marcas...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>No cheiro que nas minhas mãos ficou...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>No sabor que a minha boca guardou...<br />De um secreto desejo...<br />Antes retido...entre as tuas coxas...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Que... agora é meu...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6558315146653156152?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-29990354834787492532008-07-21T11:16:00.002+01:002008-07-22T22:04:37.038+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SIZJlF6ABJI/AAAAAAAABg8/NGdSWiz2QT0/s1600-h/EXTASE002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225945319199474834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SIZJlF6ABJI/AAAAAAAABg8/NGdSWiz2QT0/s320/EXTASE002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Púdicos deste mundo virtual revelem-se.<br />Assim encontrarão descanso...nas vossas falsas almas.<br />Falsas... no sentir e nas emoções...pois nem os dedos sabem para o que servem...<br />Força!<br />Revelem-se!<br />Saiam da sombra de que tanto gostais.<br />O sol do sentir não vos está vedado... por muito que vos tenham dito que sim.<br />Essa sombra desprezível torna-vos seres abstractos.<br />Seres... sem cor...sem olhos...sem pele e infrutuosamente... sem poros.<br />Como podem sentir?<br />Por isso lêem... vêem e... ficam assustados.<br />Sentem… mas não sabem o quê…<br />Nunca vos ensinaram o que é o sentir...pobres de vós.<br />Vinde!<br />Leiam...vejam e deixem-se levar por estas sensações que estranham.<br />Vêem…<br />Afinal o sol é bom... e a sombra fria!</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-2999035483478749253?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-33055188427626553072008-07-04T23:15:00.006+01:002008-07-04T23:38:19.029+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SG6mDnFes8I/AAAAAAAABZk/oLXJ7er1ABA/s1600-h/Momentos+de+Delirio+I.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219291599130768322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SG6mDnFes8I/AAAAAAAABZk/oLXJ7er1ABA/s320/Momentos%2Bde%2BDelirio%2BI.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">os meus dedos</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">percorrem o meu corpo...</span></strong><br /></span><div><div><div align="center"><div><div><div><div><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">acendem desejos</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">provocam sensações...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">deslizam na minha pele</span></strong></div><div><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">quente e ansiosa...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">acariciam os seios...</span></strong></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">afagam o ventre...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">cravam-se em mim...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">por um êxtase profundo</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">me deixo arrebatar...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">e assim fico...</span></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-3305518842762655307?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-61981028849370143962008-06-10T22:17:00.006+01:002008-06-10T22:34:54.228+01:00<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210366700717260210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SE7w6JnGvbI/AAAAAAAABWs/ueHSJl90lG0/s320/MarinaAn-11-Nimbypolis.jpg" border="0" /> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">abraças-me...beijas-me...</span></strong> <div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">esfregas-me no teu corpo quente...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">que o desejo atordoa e anseia ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">penetras-me...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">com as mãos ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">com a boca...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">com o teu sexo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">àvido...do meu...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">deslizamos no nosso prazer...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">numa dança louca...desenfreada...</span></strong></div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Gostosa...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6198102884937014396?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-19846985309664090342008-06-02T23:34:00.006+01:002008-06-03T00:06:04.897+01:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SER7c1KtWrI/AAAAAAAABUE/cr_9y0TeaNU/s1600-h/h.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207422804385684146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SER7c1KtWrI/AAAAAAAABUE/cr_9y0TeaNU/s320/h.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sentir minha mão... na tua pele</span></strong> </span><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">tua pele quante e húmida</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"> nas...minhas unhas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">minhas unhas...percorrendo teu corpo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">teu corpo...arfante...sequioso...trémulo...pelo meu...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">sentir-te...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">apenas...e muito...</span></strong></div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1984698530966409034?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-8009661061920827182008-05-18T19:57:00.003Z2008-05-18T20:49:52.729Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SDCWAL3ZBKI/AAAAAAAABOg/vAPz_rUlHJg/s1600-h/15570.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201822499542205602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SDCWAL3ZBKI/AAAAAAAABOg/vAPz_rUlHJg/s320/15570.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">vou deitar-me... esperar por ti…</span></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">esperar que chegues…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">que despertes em mim o desejo…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">a paixão…que já não sinto por ti… </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">senti a paixão do amor...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">aquela que queima a alma...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">e incendeia o corpo…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">senti cada beijo… que me deste</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">cada toque… do teu corpo...</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">cada carícia...cada afago...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">senti o teu desejo…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">amei-te em cada momento</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">que as nossas almas se tocaram…</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">mas agora…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">que já não sinto a tua alma…</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">como vou sentir teu corpo?</span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;">(escrito em 2006)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-800966106192082718?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-84496063335000353652008-05-03T14:32:00.007Z2008-05-03T15:48:46.580Z<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SByJDdp3bgI/AAAAAAAABMs/70P5UmhmjHA/s1600-h/viajei-em-voce27.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196178762671549954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SByJDdp3bgI/AAAAAAAABMs/70P5UmhmjHA/s320/viajei-em-voce27.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Esta noite quero ser... tua fêmea...<br />Ser despida com teus dentes...<br />Lambida abundantemesnte...<br />por teus lábios molhados...<br />Quero ser explorada...<br />com a ponta da lingua...<br />cada pedaço...<br />Senti-lo em meu regaço<br />com a volúpia e paixão... </span></strong><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196178268750310898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SByImtp3bfI/AAAAAAAABMk/80GxdudN7R8/s320/viajei-em-voce16.jpg" border="0" /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Quero que me banhes de champanhe...<br />Matarei tua sede...na taça do umbigo...<br />Mergulhar-me-ei em teus desejos....<br />Quero ouvir teus gemidos...em meus ouvidos<br />entrecortados de beijos...<br />Esta noite quero ser...amada por ti<br />com a mesma sede e volúpia</span></strong><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">com que se amam os amantes!...</span></strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8449606333500035365?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-36680132734080779812008-04-15T22:02:00.003Z2008-04-15T22:10:02.399Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SAUnJgd6EtI/AAAAAAAABIo/NLUaj00lpeQ/s1600-h/1146961.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189597189902045906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/SAUnJgd6EtI/AAAAAAAABIo/NLUaj00lpeQ/s400/1146961.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nua, mas para o amor não cabe o pejo </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Na minha a sua boca eu comprimia. </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E, em frêmitos carnais, ela dizia: </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">– Mais abaixo, meu bem,quero o teu beijo!<br /></div></span></strong><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Na inconsciência bruta do meu desejo </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Fremente, a minha boca obedecia, </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E os seus seios, tão rígidos mordia, </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Fazendo-a arrepiar em doce arpejo.<br /></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Em suspiros de gozos infinitos </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Disse-me ela, ainda quase em grito: </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">– Mais abaixo, meu bem! - num frenesi.<br /></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">No seu ventre pousei a minha boca, </span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">– Mais abaixo, meu bem! - disse ela, louca. </span></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Moralistas, perdoai! Obedeci...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Olavo Bilac)</span> </span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-3668013273408077981?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-57712263897651459482008-03-25T22:40:00.011Z2008-03-26T23:06:06.063Z<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mGoWf9GoI/AAAAAAAABIY/fwHhIyCBynA/s1600-h/delirios24.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181820874058963586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mGoWf9GoI/AAAAAAAABIY/fwHhIyCBynA/s320/delirios24.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#cc0000;"> <strong><span style="font-size:180%;">sentir tuas mãos no meu corpo...</span></strong></span> <div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">a tua boca...no meu pescoço...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">o prazer...o arrepio ...</span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBeGf9GmI/AAAAAAAABII/xZ74f6JY34M/s1600-h/delirios21.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181815200407165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBeGf9GmI/AAAAAAAABII/xZ74f6JY34M/s320/delirios21.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;">os teus lábios na minha pele...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">percorrer cada recanto...</span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>sentir o espasmo de prazer</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>que toma conta de nós...<br /></strong></span></div><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBWGf9GlI/AAAAAAAABIA/sLW7_1lGHq8/s1600-h/delirios18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181815062968212050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBWGf9GlI/AAAAAAAABIA/sLW7_1lGHq8/s320/delirios18.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">olhar nos teus olhos...</span></span></strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><br /></span><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">quando entras dentro de mim...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mergulhar na tua boca...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">misturar nossas línguas...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">nossos sabores...</span></strong><br /></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBOGf9GkI/AAAAAAAABH4/GsD418Z0-EI/s1600-h/delirios22.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181814925529258562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R-mBOGf9GkI/AAAAAAAABH4/GsD418Z0-EI/s320/delirios22.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>gemer no teu ouvido...</strong></span></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sentir os teus movimentos suaves...<br />que aumentam rapidamente... </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">num ritmo crescente de volúpia</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">corpos suados...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">bocas secas...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">olhar brilhante...</span></strong></span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5771226389765145948?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-53673698536187044802008-03-15T23:34:00.003Z2008-03-15T23:46:50.497Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R9xfyVkgTII/AAAAAAAABGo/LcZso-kg8WM/s1600-h/72-thumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178118989957581954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R9xfyVkgTII/AAAAAAAABGo/LcZso-kg8WM/s320/72-thumb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R9xfg1kgTHI/AAAAAAAABGg/c2AP_CcloyA/s1600-h/viajei-em-voce27.jpg"></a><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deslizo poemas de saliva</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">No rascunho da tua pele...</span></strong><br /><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Rimas profanas...estrofes abissais</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O sentido profundo de um verso</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Fala a língua dos teus gestos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Em convulsões gramaticais... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Poemas recatados na tua pele sem pecado</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Poemas de navalha no teu corpo sem perdão</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A figura de linguagem do desejo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Fala a língua do meu beijo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sem tradução ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">(Ricardo Kelmer)</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5367369853618704480?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-72302368453120023472008-03-03T23:01:00.006Z2008-03-03T23:27:36.030Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R8yIimemILI/AAAAAAAABEw/HdmJRZfUpbs/s1600-h/flash-de-amor02.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173660199967662258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R8yIimemILI/AAAAAAAABEw/HdmJRZfUpbs/s320/flash-de-amor02.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong>Meu corpo treme...</strong> <div><div><div><strong>um frio gostoso sobe pela espinha...</strong></div><div><strong>quero-te... agora...</strong></div><div><strong>neste minuto...</strong></div><div><strong>antes...e depois...</strong></div><div><strong>Quero tua mão buscando meu corpo...</strong></div><div><strong>teu cheiro...teu sabor...<br />teu corpo encostado ao meu...</strong></div><div><strong>quero tua boca se esfregando na minha</strong></div><div><strong>loucamente...sem pudor...<br />numa fúria sem limite...<br />Quero teu sexo dentro de mim...<br />penetrando-me...loucamente...</strong></div><div><strong>Quero ouvir...meu corpo gemer por ti...<br />Quero ouvir-te sussurrar..meu nome...<br />Vem...<br />faz-me...tua fêmea... teu amor....<br />Sacia minha loucura...meu desejo...<br />desvenda meus segredos...<br />deixa que meu gozo se misture no teu...<br />depois...<br />abraça-me...beija-me....acaricia-me.<br />mas...só depois...</strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-7230236845312002347?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-43017533231957447942008-02-10T22:38:00.000Z2008-02-10T23:16:06.356Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R6-Cywa4-tI/AAAAAAAABDI/ui8q2f3ANys/s1600-h/UweNiemyt.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165491106120006354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R6-Cywa4-tI/AAAAAAAABDI/ui8q2f3ANys/s320/UweNiemyt.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R69-TQa4-sI/AAAAAAAABDA/PXXLF-ww1xc/s1600-h/Fabio%20e%20Roza%204LORENZO+RENZI.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>gostas dos meus seios...</strong></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>de os sentir... firmes e cheios....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>ao toque dos teus braços que neles roçam....</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>demoradamente...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>neles passas as mãos... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>despercebidamente...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>para os sentir apertados e saciados...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>com os dedos... suavemente...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>brincas com eles...passando o gelo frio ... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>pelos bicos macios...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>toca-os ao de leve... </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>sinto-os eriçar...ganhar forma</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>enches as tuas mãos ...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>que se perdem em brincadeiras...<br />que os afagam com doçura...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>toca-os...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>são teus...</strong><br /></div></span><div><br /></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-4301753323195744794?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-80685433514310456152008-01-26T23:36:00.000Z2008-01-26T23:44:17.875Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5vFk-DIguI/AAAAAAAABCo/6tnf51xAb9c/s1600-h/x1pPHu2K6HCG6pWmK09Wk3-HD3KTxuTUeN3wHhsQUDh6MNW439oetGULFVzoV4UaGCx39tD5FQ6nyirTXWUGt0FnjfIfqBDpWI-iMGraa8DHZdwyWsZNm-nEA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159935037005136610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5vFk-DIguI/AAAAAAAABCo/6tnf51xAb9c/s320/x1pPHu2K6HCG6pWmK09Wk3-HD3KTxuTUeN3wHhsQUDh6MNW439oetGULFVzoV4UaGCx39tD5FQ6nyirTXWUGt0FnjfIfqBDpWI-iMGraa8DHZdwyWsZNm-nEA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Há homens que eu prefiro AMAR...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">com ...suavidade...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">fazer amor com eles...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">com inteira..delicadeza...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deliciar me com o seu corpo...hamonioso e belo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5vEL-DIgrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cGMCLuMkEbg/s1600-h/delirios17.jpg"> </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159933507996779186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5vEL-DIgrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/cGMCLuMkEbg/s320/delirios17.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Outros... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">eu prefiro AMAR...de forma selvagem </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Com força...raiva... determinação...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Em permanente luta de prazer com eles... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Com a ideia de me satisfazer.... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mais a mim que a eles...</span></strong></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8068543351431045615?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-40836448693722222712008-01-18T19:12:00.000Z2008-01-18T19:37:51.827Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5D_F6yNHkI/AAAAAAAAA_M/jqooxwN3y3M/s1600-h/1146961.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156902050483478082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R5D_F6yNHkI/AAAAAAAAA_M/jqooxwN3y3M/s320/1146961.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sinto as tuas mãos gulosas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ansiosas...apressadas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Que se insinuam sôfregas... curiosas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Dentro da roupa...acetinada e azul... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A pressa é tanta...a ânsia enorme... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">não há vergonha..apenas desejos..</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">quereres..sentires...paixões...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ouço... bem baixinho<br />a tua voz rouca...gemendo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sinto... a tua boca sequiosa...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">tua língua...aflita..ansiosa...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">buscando meus..sabores...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">inundando-me de saliva...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">percorrendo meu corpo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">lânguida...sinuosa...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O teu corpo..geme de prazer...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">o meu...responde-lhe...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">em doces arrepios ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">juntos... num só...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">serenam...abraçados</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">num só...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-4083644869372222271?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-29623758363249367002008-01-01T17:09:00.000Z2008-01-03T23:56:03.107Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R3p9gKyNHSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Mi_87BcLHeQ/s1600-h/deitada+cama.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R3p9gKyNHSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/Mi_87BcLHeQ/s320/deitada+cama.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150567115455798562" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >acordada...<br />remexo - me na cama...<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >ouço o som...do silêncio...</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><br />estendo a mão...</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />procuro o teu corpo e...<br />não o encontro...<br />quero a tua mão...<br />e não a tenho...<br />apenas...eu...<br />e o meu ...silêncio<br /></span></span></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R3p4qayNHOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/M1VX-HHF4NM/s1600-h/Ondrea_Barbe-nude_couple.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R3p4qayNHOI/AAAAAAAAA8g/M1VX-HHF4NM/s320/Ondrea_Barbe-nude_couple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150561793991318754" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">...primeiras horas da manhã...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">sentem - se os corpos gemendo...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">enrolados...ofegantes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">tremendo num frenesim de...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">desejo...consumado...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">descansam...adormecidos...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">de mãos dadas...entrelaçadas...</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-2962375836324936700?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-81881609688275512022007-12-15T23:54:00.000Z2007-12-16T00:19:32.641Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R2Ru5qyNHNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/azJOxM2hEhs/s1600-h/10.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144358611380411602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R2Ru5qyNHNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/azJOxM2hEhs/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Saboreio...ansiosa a doçura... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">dos beijos molhados e gostosos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mãos inquietas... percorrem um caminho...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">de delicias... de loucuras .... de descobertas....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">de luxúria....</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Com a boca...ensino-te... o rumo à loucura... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">onde em trilhos molhados... percorro todos os teus contornos...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">mãos...língua... boca...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">tocam...lambem...degustando... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">lentamente todos os relevos... do teu corpo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">num desejo...desmesurado onde me perco... sem controle...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sinto... sinto algo que me percorre... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sugando...os fluidos soltos... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Que por minhas pernas deslizam</span>...</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8188160968827551202?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-56674598609976147472007-11-25T23:40:00.000Z2007-11-25T23:59:22.907Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R0oL-azF_kI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ZxkLk53YKds/s1600-h/10721892.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136931491942891074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R0oL-azF_kI/AAAAAAAAA4I/ZxkLk53YKds/s320/10721892.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/R0oKsKzF_jI/AAAAAAAAA4A/8IOilvpqG6w/s1600-h/delirios17.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deslizo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A sua imagem... pelo meu pensamento...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O seu cheiro... pelo meu sangue...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A sua voz...as suas palavras... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">pelo meu desejo...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deslizo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">As minhas mãos pelo seu corpo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">pelo seu peito...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">pelas suas coxas...</span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A minha boca pelos seus lábios...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O meu corpo pelo seu...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deslizo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">as palavras ardentes...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">quentes... gostosas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">paixões incontroláveis...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">infinitas...</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Deslizo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Trêmula... nervosa pelo meu desejo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">De não deixá-la .... deslizar</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Por entre as minhas mãos...</span></strong> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5667459860997614747?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-70007538855806460332007-11-04T22:12:00.000Z2007-11-11T23:59:27.370Z<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">Comando os meus desejos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">os meus sentires mais profundos...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EuzS81BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/KLq3FCxd3UM/s1600-h/despir+1.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112596455937042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EuzS81BI/AAAAAAAAAzM/KLq3FCxd3UM/s320/despir+1.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"> Dispo-me para ti...assim...</span></strong></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><br /></span><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EpDS81AI/AAAAAAAAAzE/aZhTxgE3y2E/s1600-h/despir+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112497671689218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EpDS81AI/AAAAAAAAAzE/aZhTxgE3y2E/s320/despir+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">sinto-te... saboreio ...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">o teu corpo...</span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EhzS80_I/AAAAAAAAAy8/aM3HUJgmxDo/s1600-h/beijat+te+4.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112373117637618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EhzS80_I/AAAAAAAAAy8/aM3HUJgmxDo/s320/beijat+te+4.jpg" border="0" /></span></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">acaricio-te...beijo-te...</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EazS80-I/AAAAAAAAAy0/_vFJogsEKyI/s1600-h/arranhar+te+5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112252858553314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EazS80-I/AAAAAAAAAy0/_vFJogsEKyI/s320/arranhar+te+5.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>...os dedos cravam - se ...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>arranham - te...</strong></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>assim...<br /></strong></span></span></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EUzS809I/AAAAAAAAAys/1AH502h_MFo/s1600-h/tocar+te+6.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112149779338194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EUzS809I/AAAAAAAAAys/1AH502h_MFo/s320/tocar+te+6.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff0000;">... <strong><span style="font-size:130%;">desenho.. luxúrias e paixões ...</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">no teu corpo...</span></strong></span></div><div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EMTS808I/AAAAAAAAAyk/zdpUFa3Atj8/s1600-h/acariciar+te+7.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129112003750450114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EMTS808I/AAAAAAAAAyk/zdpUFa3Atj8/s320/acariciar+te+7.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">...beijo-te... lambo-te...</span></strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">assim ou assim</span></strong></span></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EHTS807I/AAAAAAAAAyc/9Z09mxa5oko/s1600-h/agarrar+te+8.jpg"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129111917851104178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ry5EHTS807I/AAAAAAAAAyc/9Z09mxa5oko/s320/agarrar+te+8.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">agarro-te... és meu...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></strong></span></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">Os desejos mais intensos...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">a paixão incontrolável...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">transbordará do meu corpo...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">intensamente...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;">após...</span></strong></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-7000753885580646033?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-24711439905577853352007-10-27T22:05:00.000Z2007-10-27T22:30:49.810Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RyO7VzS80gI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qcxO8ipdmJ0/s1600-h/fazeramor1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126146784099095042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RyO7VzS80gI/AAAAAAAAAu0/qcxO8ipdmJ0/s320/fazeramor1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Vem...</span></strong><br /><br /></span><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">embriaga -me com os teus beijos<br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">teus...</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">meus...</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">gemidos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">gritos...s</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">ussurros</span></strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">tuas...</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">minhas</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">mãos a delinearem</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">nossos corpos...<br /></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">nós ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">em notável reciprocidade de êxtase... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">o nosso especial ninho de amor</span>...</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-2471143990557785335?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-41265467504590487212007-10-14T21:16:00.000Z2007-10-14T21:29:38.151Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RxKIZ3vxZKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/5eQ97aU9zrg/s1600-h/2640258Roy%20Haase.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121305704316101794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RxKIZ3vxZKI/AAAAAAAAAt4/5eQ97aU9zrg/s320/2640258Roy%2520Haase.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Renasce a paixão...<br />Quando sinto a tua língua quente...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Húmida e atrevida...<br />Que percorre toda a minha pele...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Fazes ondular o meu corpo...<br />Tal qual uma serpente...<br />Contigo faço tudo...<br />Satisfazemos mutuamente...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Todas as nossas loucas fantasias... </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Entre nós não existem tabús...<br />A rotina para nós não serve...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Nem tão pouco o comodismo...<br /></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Afogamos as vontades...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Num mar de erotismo...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-4126546750459048721?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-69305687417696002782007-09-10T13:10:00.000Z2007-09-11T13:40:04.080Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RuVCiKN-KII/AAAAAAAAAsA/aiqAGSJNOSk/s1600-h/03.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108562506947635330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RuVCiKN-KII/AAAAAAAAAsA/aiqAGSJNOSk/s320/03.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">.<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">..nada mais me move... </span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">...nada mais me motiva... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">...nada mais justifica a continuidade deste meu</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">espaço... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">aguardarei por...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">outras brisas...e odores a maresia...</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6930568741769600278?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-37452716542476188042007-08-27T22:30:00.000Z2007-08-27T23:16:54.302Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RtNaeqN-J6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Ov1_3nZ1Aus/s1600-h/MG_8972Gary%20M%20Photo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103522285516367778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RtNaeqN-J6I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/Ov1_3nZ1Aus/s320/MG_8972Gary%2520M%2520Photo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>... </strong></span><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>enrolei-me no lençol...<br />imaginei-o sendo o teu corpo...<br />os meus dedos caminharam...</strong></span></span><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>em direcção ao meu sexo...<br />acariciei-me...<br />imaginei que eras tu...<br />relembrei o teu toque da tarde passada...<br />o arrepio ele despertou em mim...<br />o prazer que me proporcionou...<br />...ainda conseguia sentir ...</strong></span> </span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">os teus lábios na minha boca...</span></strong></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-3745271654247618804?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-11525976746033870352007-08-17T20:49:00.000Z2007-08-17T22:49:14.113Z<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RsYLx6N-JrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/CmUHbcEv6fY/s1600-h/18feb_luc_selen_07.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099776580113016498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RsYLx6N-JrI/AAAAAAAAAoY/CmUHbcEv6fY/s320/18feb_luc_selen_07.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">"... sozinha...toco-me...<br />as minhas mãos perdem-se ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">e deslizam pelo meu corpo...<br />acariciam a minha pele macia...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">com uma suavidade que me excita...<br />os meus dedos brincam com os meus bicos...<br />que lentamente vão endurecendo... </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">sinto...aquele arrepio...a percorrer-me...<br />sinto o meu sexo a..contrair-se...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>ansiosa deslizo os meus dedos...<br />...está húmido..."</strong></span></div><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1152597674603387035?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-51146861058840778752007-07-07T20:39:00.000Z2007-07-07T21:02:38.699Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ro__VlTMdnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/eimvQBbKt2k/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&shy;tulo8.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084563250579535474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Ro__VlTMdnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/eimvQBbKt2k/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo8.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Por-me-ás de borco, </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">assim inclinada...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">a nuca a descoberto, </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">o corpo em movimento... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">a testa a tocar a almofada, </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">que os cabelos afloram, </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">tempo a tempo... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Por-me-ás de borco; </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Digo: ajoelhada... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">as pernas longas </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">firmadas no lençol... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">e não há nada, meu amor, </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">já nada, que não façamos como quem consome... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">(Por-me-ás de borco, assim inclinada... </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">os meus seios pendentes </span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">nas tuas mão fechadas.)</span><br /></strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Maria Teresa Horta)</span> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5114686105884077875?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-61540910532383172732007-06-30T22:03:00.000Z2007-06-30T22:15:40.492Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RobVzlTMdXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/B8ba0GgRjpA/s1600-h/excitante04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081984311696848242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RobVzlTMdXI/AAAAAAAAAgc/B8ba0GgRjpA/s320/excitante04.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Lambe-me os seios</span></strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">desmancha-me a loucura</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">usa-me as coxas</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">devasta-me o umbigo</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">abre-me as pernas</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">põe-nas nos teus ombros</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">e lentamente faz o que te digo...</span></strong><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">(Maria Teresa Horta)</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6154091053238317273?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-81765585279326583972007-06-21T22:26:00.000Z2007-06-21T22:47:48.099Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rnr8vHAWPSI/AAAAAAAAAek/nChpUlPlj4I/s1600-h/delirios17.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078649416078212386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rnr8vHAWPSI/AAAAAAAAAek/nChpUlPlj4I/s400/delirios17.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Apetece-me despir-te...</span></strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Rasgar-te</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Tomar-te para mim...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">apetece-me beijar-te....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Agarrar-te</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Sugar-te para mim...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Apetece-me tocar-te...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Explorar-te</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Encaixar em ti...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Apetece-me devorar-te...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Amar-te</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Ter-te em mim...</span></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Apeteces-me tanto...</span><br /></span></div></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8176558527932658397?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-85008568687562514322007-06-12T12:08:00.000Z2007-06-12T12:38:03.169Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rm6S_nAWO6I/AAAAAAAAAbM/SV3TBc9lEuc/s1600-h/nnn.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075155451592981410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rm6S_nAWO6I/AAAAAAAAAbM/SV3TBc9lEuc/s320/nnn.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">...</span></strong></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8500856868756251432?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-18757374756197274022007-06-10T17:31:00.000Z2007-06-10T18:11:27.190Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rmw-gHAWOuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ufSMH1NXHlU/s1600-h/312410135_2e1bbfb73d.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074499601496947426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rmw-gHAWOuI/AAAAAAAAAZs/ufSMH1NXHlU/s400/312410135_2e1bbfb73d.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">gosto de me despir para ti...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">gosto de te mostrar o meu corpo... </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">de te mostrar o meu desejo...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">sei que te enlouqueço quando o faço...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">dispo-me devagar...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">provoco-te em cada gesto</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">as minhas mãos colam-se ao corpo... </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">observas cada momento... </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">pedes sempre um pouco mais</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">e eu dou-te...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">dou-te o meu corpo nu... </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">dou-te cada pedaço do meu ser...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">sei o teu prazer...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">sinto o teu orgasmo...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">que me faz delirar...</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1875737475619727402?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-56382401869226239522007-05-30T13:26:00.000Z2007-05-30T21:45:15.058Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rl18137rnzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_7M7qrAd_Rw/s1600-h/Thoenen_Walo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070346020478230322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rl18137rnzI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/_7M7qrAd_Rw/s320/Thoenen_Walo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>Quero teus lábios no meu corpo...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>lábios carnudos... macios e vorazes...</strong></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>Quero tua língua na minha boca...</strong></span><br /></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>língua quente...molhada e insaciável...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>Quero tuas mãos na minha pele...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>mãos que afagam...que exploram...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>Quero que teu respirar me faça... </strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong>estremecer...arrepiar...e... sonhar...</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"><strong></strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-5638240186922623952?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-77411993830899001602007-05-19T18:26:00.000Z2007-05-19T18:30:49.238Z<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rk9B9X7rnLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Pir3HUtU0e4/s1600-h/Aleksandr_Jeljasevic-12.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066340628467260594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rk9B9X7rnLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/Pir3HUtU0e4/s400/Aleksandr_Jeljasevic-12.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">embala o meu corpo</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">num ritmo suave</span></strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">entra lentamente</span></strong><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">até chegares</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">ao fundo de mim...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">embala o meu corpo</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">num ritmo forte</span></strong><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">feito de desejos...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">e prazeres... </span></strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-7741199383089900160?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-10850309443606596872007-05-12T15:52:00.000Z2007-05-12T16:08:19.341Z<strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RkXmQzyLyXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NLmw-0Q2i0E/s1600-h/delirios18.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063706532500982130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RkXmQzyLyXI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NLmw-0Q2i0E/s400/delirios18.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou descobrir cada pedaço do teu corpo...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou esfregar as minhas mãos no teu peito... nas tuas pernas</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou cravar os meus dedos nas tuas nádegas</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou descansar os meus lábios aqui... e depois ali...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou passar a minha língua na tua pele macia</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou pegar no teu sexo com as mãos...com a boca esfomeada</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">vou sentar-me no teu ventre, à procura do teu desejo...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">em movimentos lentos...</span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">vou querer as tuas mãos nos meus seios<br /></span></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">depois... em ti cavalgarei até me perder...<br /></div></span><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></span></strong><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">hoje sou eu que dito as regras...</span></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;">(copiado dum blog)</span></strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1085030944360659687?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-69970690988307687152007-05-01T16:58:00.000Z2007-05-01T20:54:24.853Z<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rjeo1zyLx6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Izes3UdDd-k/s1600-h/beijocorpo12xsnp2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059698348761270178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rjeo1zyLx6I/AAAAAAAAAKw/Izes3UdDd-k/s400/beijocorpo12xsnp2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Meu corpo pede teu corpo</span></strong><br /><div align="center"><div><div><div><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">São agora carícias atrevidas...sem pudor</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">São mãos que exploram ensandecidas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Nossos corpos que se entregam por amor...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;">Meu corpo pede teu corpo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E...então estamos na mesma louca sintonia</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Pulsando... vibrando... gritando de prazer...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Em movimentos cósmicos... na mais completa alegria...</span></strong></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6997069098830768715?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-81554093821063464962007-04-21T17:07:00.000Z2007-04-21T17:35:31.818Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RipK3J_fcjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/P5lrDzn5-oM/s1600-h/nua7+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055935843112284722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RipK3J_fcjI/AAAAAAAAAHM/P5lrDzn5-oM/s400/nua7+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RipKiJ_fciI/AAAAAAAAAHE/DNpB3PMHbOQ/s1600-h/1228151+copy.jpg"></a><br /><div><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">...roço no teu peito<br /></span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">os meus seios sedosos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">...colo-me ao teu corpo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">insinuando desejos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">...olho nos teus olhos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sugerindo loucuras.....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />pouso... nos teus lábios</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">um beijo provocador...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">passo a minha língua</span></strong><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">...na tua pele ardente....</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sento-me no teu sexo</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">deliciando-me em ti...</span></strong></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8155409382106346496?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-36930009402659863682007-04-08T21:09:00.000Z2007-04-08T22:11:15.602Z<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RhllYhnljrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yScjRZQRhsI/s1600-h/211.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051179929088396978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RhllYhnljrI/AAAAAAAAAFo/yScjRZQRhsI/s400/211.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>sinto os teus dedos<br />que escorregam na minha pele...<br />inquietos...curiosos...<br />...adoçam o meu corpo<br />alastram o meu desejo...<br />passeiam... desenfreados<br />sobre os meus seios acetinados... </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>procuram...abrigo<br />entre as minhas pernas apertadas...<br />...desamparadas ao teu toque ...<br /></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>...dentro de mim se demoram...<br />...provocam espasmos e sabores...<br /></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>que entre as nossas línguas molhadas<br />saboreamos, lentamente...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-3693000940265986368?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-69025313836355094122007-04-01T22:25:00.000Z2007-04-01T22:34:20.925Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RhAzUXsdmII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Izj4Dplh7ZI/s1600-h/1143213002Gargamel%2520borysow.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RhAzUXsdmII/AAAAAAAAAE4/Izj4Dplh7ZI/s320/1143213002Gargamel%2520borysow.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048591607333230722" /></a><br /><strong>toca no teu corpo<br />ao som da minha voz...<br />toca no teu sexo<br />ao ritmo do meu desejo...<br />na cadência louca<br />das palavras roucas<br />que trocamos...<br />que nos excitam...<br />e se apoderam<br />dos nossos sentidos...<br />toco no meu corpo<br />ao som da tua voz...<br />toco no meu sexo<br />ao ritmo do teu desejo...<br />até ao orgasmo<br />que ambos sentimos...</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6902531383635509412?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-15215757529858423482007-03-21T13:56:00.000Z2007-03-21T14:31:25.859Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RgE_L0ResTI/AAAAAAAAADU/iWYcAOvnJo0/s1600-h/Ondrea_Barbe-nude_couple.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044382529874735410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RgE_L0ResTI/AAAAAAAAADU/iWYcAOvnJo0/s320/Ondrea_Barbe-nude_couple.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">Apetece-me sentir...<br />o teu calor... no meu corpo...<br />o sabor do teu abraço...<br />o quente das tuas mãos...<br />o odor dos teus beijos... </span></strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">o entrelaçar das tuas pernas...<br /></span>o teu corpo trémulo<br />...</strong></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-1521575752985842348?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-70299952772993397802007-03-07T18:58:00.000Z2007-03-07T20:06:27.994Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Re8aHTtScxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xjRb1jD9K0U/s1600-h/maresia5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039275220902507282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Re8aHTtScxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xjRb1jD9K0U/s400/maresia5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Gemidos... meus aos teus...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">e... as tuas mãos…</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">impacientes... curiosas...ansiosas</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Abrem trilhos e caminhos...</strong><br /><strong>rasgam espaços entre os braços...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Os meus ...que se abrem ...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Os teus...que apertam...que abraçam...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Corpos rendidos nas nossas mãos…</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E o teu sexo...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Que... o meu roça e se encosta</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">e ...foge nas minhas pernas</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e ...desce nas minhas coxas</strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">e ...subitamente ...de repente</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">me invade me preenche...me completa...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E...eu repleta...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">E...nos teus olhos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">esses olhos...que tanto dizem...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">E... na tua boca...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">as palavras loucas...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Que digo... na tua boca....!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-7029995277299339780?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-61845717423847106722007-02-24T18:58:00.000Z2007-02-24T20:17:37.918Z<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ReCdNc5swKI/AAAAAAAAACE/3MSulxYdCM8/s1600-h/nua7+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035197237822275746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/ReCdNc5swKI/AAAAAAAAACE/3MSulxYdCM8/s400/nua7+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>...tocar o teu corpo</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>roçar nele os dedos</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>afagá-lo com as mãos...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>cheirar a tua pele</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>com a língua percorrê-lo...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>...acender o teu desejo</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>mordiscá-lo, </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>engoli-lo...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>...levar-te à loucura</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>lentamente, </strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>sem pressas...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>...saborear o teu prazer</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>dentro de mim...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...é assim que eu te quero!</span></strong></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-6184571742384710672?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-48812745508261057672007-02-09T23:54:00.000Z2007-02-10T00:21:03.111Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rc0Nbc5swGI/AAAAAAAAABg/eqsALCnjQlg/s1600-h/or.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029691124108542050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/Rc0Nbc5swGI/AAAAAAAAABg/eqsALCnjQlg/s400/or.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">Os orgasmos têm as cores</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...das primaveras floridas</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...do inferno a arder...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">Os orgasmos têm o silêncio...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...das noites doces de verão</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...do calor e do suor</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...do fresco da brisa</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...da calmia do entardecer</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...da serenidade do pôr do sol </span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...dum mar revolto</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...dum vento em fúria</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">...dum calor escaldante</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;">... assim são os meus orgasmos...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">( co-autor Anonymos....)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-4881274550826105767?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-3204680577021291532007-02-04T10:29:00.000Z2007-02-04T22:01:32.594Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RcZP71uJOmI/AAAAAAAAABA/W88WEiFMn28/s1600-h/emmanuelSmartpollux+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027793923457235554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RcZP71uJOmI/AAAAAAAAABA/W88WEiFMn28/s400/emmanuelSmartpollux+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">UM ano....um ano de Blogosfera... de escritas...de sentires.. de emoções à flor da pele!</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Deixo aqui uma oferta... para todos aqueles que me visitam...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Um copo de vinho tinto, da melhor qualidade...para o tal brinde... </span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">e ...algo mais... um simples poema, mas que possui um significado muito especial para mim ....</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"></span></em></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#000000;"><em><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-size:130%;">...de mim...para ti...</span><br /></span></div></em></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><em><strong>Gostoso...é sentir a tua boca </strong><br /><strong>Na minha..a beijar</strong><br /><strong>Gostoso...é sentir a tua língua </strong><br /><strong>No meu seio a passear</strong><br /><strong>Gostoso..é sentir a tua respiração</strong><br /><strong>No meu pescoço a me arrepiar</strong><br /><strong>Gostoso...é sentir teus dedos</strong><br /><strong>Pelo meu corpo a ...passar</strong><br /><strong>Gostoso...é sentir o nosso orgasmo! </strong></em></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><em><strong>Gostosos ...são os nossos Sentires...</strong><br /><br /></div></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-320468057702129153?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-87329170737695226582007-01-28T00:03:00.000Z2007-01-28T00:49:54.440Z<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RbvvwVuJOiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5NVdYlzndjE/s1600-h/viajei-em-voce36.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024873423005366818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_plx9xqDSdBw/RbvvwVuJOiI/AAAAAAAAAAM/5NVdYlzndjE/s400/viajei-em-voce36.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> (autor desconhecido)</span><br /><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>De olhos fechados, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">luz apagada</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">não é permitido ver, apenas sentir...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vamos fazer amor sem nos olharmos</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>sem ver o brilho dos nossos olhos</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">só nos podemos ouvir... e tocar...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vou sussurrar nos teus ouvidos</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>palavras de amor e de desejo...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">enquanto o teu corpo envolve o meu</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">as minhas mãos serão os meus olhos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">ávidas por (re)conhecerem</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">cada pedaço do teu corpo</span></strong></div><div align="center"><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;"></span></strong></div><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">irás sentir o meu prazer...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>quando, por fim, entrares em mim</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">e a loucura se apoderar de nós</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><strong>irei gemer, irei gritar...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">depois...no escuro ficaremos</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">num longo abraço repousaremos...</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#666666;">calmamente...</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-8732917073769522658?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1169321254914217142007-01-20T19:06:00.000Z2007-01-28T00:03:21.938Z<blockquote id="6b33c2e9"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/917780/tudo%20no%20sentir.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/320/635784/tudo%252520no%252520sentir.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/380756/tudo%20no%20sentir.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Olha-me... vem</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Olho-te ... chamo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>O que vejo nos teus olhos </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>é o desejo que tens.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Queres meu corpo cheiroso, gostoso. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Tuas mãos descem... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Procuram o lugar mais quente... húmido....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Entre minhas coxas te perdes.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Eu me encontro... delirando. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Agora já não sei mais quem enfeitiçou quem...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Parece que fui criada em tuas mãos. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Meu corpo ferve, estremece, arrepia...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Na pele... cheiro de amor....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Um amor puro, completo </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>indecente, gostoso....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>...pleno de sentires...</strong></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" unselectable="on" height="1"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody><br /><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116932125491421714?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1168459949455508832007-01-10T20:09:00.000Z2007-01-20T16:37:16.896Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/368057/33.jpg" border="0" /></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="569f707f"><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong>Você me deixa assim...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Me deixa húmida...arrepiada...</strong><strong>lânguida..</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>querendo você</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sabendo do seu desejo.<br /><br />Sinto sua boca </strong><strong>em meus seios,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>a roçar...</strong><strong>deslizar</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>me enlouquecendo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>E devaneio...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Sentindo sua língua em fogo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>provocando meu gozo. ..<br /><br />Desce pelo meu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>desliza em meus pêlos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>passeia por entremeios</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>escorrega em minhas nádegas</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>e me descobre mulher.<br /><br />Encontra meu sexo húmido</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sentindo meu cheiro de fêmea</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que húmida,busca e ...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>acolhe </strong><strong>tua entrada</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sem pensar em mais nada...<br /><br />Te querendo inteiro</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>te querendo homem.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>dono do meu gozo...</strong><strong>do meu prazer.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Aquele que me deixa...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>húmida...</strong> </div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></blockquote><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"> (autor desconhecido</span>)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116845994945550883?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1167784811315937792007-01-03T00:22:00.000Z2007-01-18T23:54:21.680Z<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/188374/dormir.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/450566/dormir.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>E ele nu </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>na lividez dos lençóis</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Completamente nu</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Despudoradamente nu.</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>E ela reverente ante a nudez</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Venerando-o</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Contemplativa</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Sôfrega de pele</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Gulosa de corpo...</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116778481131593779?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1167015190321145232006-12-25T02:46:00.000Z2007-01-02T23:03:09.096Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/794962/sonhos-e-prazer36.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/30615/sonhos-e-prazer36.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/204575/photo20060309145743.jpg"></a><strong><br />Tão lascivo e intenso</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>é esse momento,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>em que invades meu corpo...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>com toques de dedos,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>música, e saliva....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>E vens, e tomas e bebes</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>enlaças minhas coxas,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>e fendes, e dás, e me tiras...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>E, antes ...antes que desfaleça</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>em prazer... luxúria,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>desço entre as tuas pernas;</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Desejo de ter-te,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>de gozar um prazer, húmido, duro,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que nada se lhe iguala....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Abraço...movimento</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>tuas ancas em mim...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Abro minha boca,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>a minha língua procura-te,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Com vontade... pressa,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>emergência do querer</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sentir-te crescer, provar</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>o sabor,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>de ser preenchida por ti!</strong> <a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/352893/Ahura-AZAN-Body_Rainbow.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116701519032114523?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1166398761340516602006-12-17T22:32:00.000Z2007-01-14T23:15:54.116Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/110391/Rudakov.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/911356/Rudakov.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/365216/despir%204%20cama.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>gosto de me despir para ti</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>gosto de te mostrar o meu corpo, de te mostrar o meu desejo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sei que gostas de me ver, que te enlouqueço quando o faço</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>dispo-me devagar, provoco-te em cada gesto</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>as minhas mãos colam-se ao corpo, com a força do teu olhar</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>observas cada momento, pedes sempre um pouco mais</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>e eu dou-te</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>dou-te o meu corpo nu, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>dou-te cada pedaço do meu ser</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sei o teu prazer, sinto o teu orgasmo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que me faz delirar....</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116639876134051660?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1165878602793441532006-12-11T22:45:00.000Z2007-01-02T12:51:22.936Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/854030/887077OLEG%20KOSIREV.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/346035/887077OLEG%2520KOSIREV.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Hoje despi-me<br />Mordi a maçã<br />Vesti-me de serpente<br />Envolvi-te no meu Eu<br />Fundi a minha pele com a tua<br />O meu cheiro com o teu<br />Sorvi os teus lábios<br />Senti a tua pele quente....<br />Hoje despi-me<br />Transformei-me numa gota<br />Rolei pelo teu corpo<br />Transformei-me num rio<br />Cai no teu mar<br />Formei ondas, tempestades<br />Naveguei em ti<br />Ao sabor dos ventos<br />Hoje despi-me<br />Transformei-me num olhar<br />Quente ,doce,<br />Lânguido e ansioso...<br />Hoje despi-me só para ti.... </strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116587860279344153?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1165245865863374292006-12-04T14:13:00.002Z2006-12-12T17:34:45.226Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/46870/000028r2.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/270949/000028r2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="center" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong>Embarca comigo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>numa viagem sem fim..</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Vamos juntos descobrir</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>prazeres por revelar...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ansias...desejos...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>paixões...</strong></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><strong>Vem ...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>vem comigo, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sem medos..</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sem receios...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>A chama do desejo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>da paixão...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>quero reacender</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>no teu corpo me quero perder</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>e sabores reinventar<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Entrega-te</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sê meu...</strong><br /></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116524586586337429?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1164760481171368492006-11-29T00:09:00.000Z2007-01-25T23:33:27.403Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/880362/Elfi_Kaut-10.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/160336/Elfi_Kaut-10.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/299004/25-quero_seu_abraco_F.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Se te tivesse aqui, ao pé de mim</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ia deitar-me contigo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>os corpos nus, abraçados</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>as pernas entrelaçadas</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>a minha cabeça no teu peito...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>na tua pele macia depositaria</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>beijos doces e quentes...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ficaríamos a sentir</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>o toque leve dos nossos dedos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>em suaves e longas carícias</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>apenas a repousar...</strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><strong>num longo ABRAÇO...</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116476048117136849?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1164154471861013892006-11-21T23:06:00.000Z2006-12-14T16:40:35.113Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/108831/ESP_JF.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/400/442234/ESP_JF.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/600907/cavalgada70.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5109/2246/1600/983578/Gabriele_Rigon-08.jpg"></a><strong>Quando os meus dedos percorrem teus lábios...docemente...<br />Quando os teus lábios esmagam os meus... selvaticamente...<br />Quando sinto a tua boca na minha, num beijo meigo, doce lento e profundo...<br />Quando sinto os nossos lábios ardentes de desejo, as nossas línguas molhadas<br />Quando me afrontas com malícia.... me arrebatas...me enlouqueces...<br /><br />Quando abro a tua camisa com sofreguidão... e te desejo<br />Quando ergues meu vestido, em erupção...me empolgando...<br /><br />Quando sinto as tuas mãos acariciarem os meus seios num gesto suave e firme...<br />Quando somos um só, rolando pela cama atracados... nos amando...<br />Quando Sinto nossos corpos dançando ao som da música, sequiosos de prazer<br />Quando mortos de desejo, entrelaçamos nossas coxas... com ternura...<br />Quando os nossos corpos estremecem de prazer... convulsionados...<br />Quando tua seiva, com a minha se mistura... nos fundindo,,,<br /><br />Somos nesta hora macho e fêmea , selvagens criaturas...<br />Somos deuses, no cumprimento das leis mais puras !!!</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116415447186101389?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com30tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1163463745369624922006-11-14T00:18:00.000Z2006-11-25T01:15:46.766Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/maresia12.1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia12.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Meu seio escondido<br />espera por ti...<br />Aperta-o<br />Com a suavidade duma pluma...<br />Toca nos meus bicos<br />docemente...<br />Com os lábios...acaricia-os<br />Com a língua...molha-os<br />em suaves movimentos<br />ora num ora noutro....<br />Vem..<br />....</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116346374536962492?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1163102213217596522006-11-09T19:51:00.000Z2006-11-25T09:16:55.073Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/LinguaPescoco.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/LinguaPescoco.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/am1025p.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong>Percorro o teu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>com a língua...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>com os dedos,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>descubro os segredos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que me queres revelar...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Deixa-me</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>tocar...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>saborear a tua pele</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sentir o teu cheiro...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>lentamente</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>loucamente</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong>somos prazer</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>somos paixão</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>somos desejo...</strong></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116310221321759652?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1162579038175167142006-11-03T18:21:00.000Z2006-11-12T18:52:17.646Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/casal123n.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/casal123n.png" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p align="center"><strong>Quando nossos corpos se tocam</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Mesmo por cima da roupa</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sinto o calor que vem do teu corpo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Misturando ao calor do meu</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>São gotas do suor</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Gotas de quem esperou por esse momento</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Agora, as roupas vão caindo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Revelando o sexo nervoso</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexo endurecido</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexo humedecido</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Mãos que seguram sexo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Mãos que penetram sexo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Línguas que lambem</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexo que arrepia</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexos que se encontram</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Enfim</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexo que agasalha</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sexo que desbrava</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Acabamos</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Me deito sobre teus pêlos</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sinto o cheiro do meu sexo,</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>No teu</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Sinto o teu cheiro misturado</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Ao meu</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Cheiro do gozo supremo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Cheiro do sexo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Que eu adoro...</strong></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">(Ze do Neca)</span><br /></p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo" align="center"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116257903817516714?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1162163045488163202006-10-29T21:39:00.000Z2006-11-04T02:55:48.186Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/maresia.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Queria ser como as ondas do mar</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que com as rochas se encontram!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Ter a força da água</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>na conquista do seu caminho...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>e na suavidade de um afago</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>no teu corpo me envolver...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>amaciá-lo e moldá-lo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>aos contornos do meu!</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Saborear na tua pele</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>molhada e quente</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>o sabor forte do sal...</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116216304548816320?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com37tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1161818498731546462006-10-25T22:38:00.000Z2006-11-22T16:53:38.260Z<strong></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/maresia12.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia12.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;"> (autor desconhecido)</span><br /><div align="center"><strong>Se eu pudesse um dia</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>destapar a minha cara</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>para que</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>visses o meu sorriso...<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Se eu pudesse um dia</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>despir-me para ti</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>mostrar-te o meu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>para que</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>descobrisses os seus segredos...<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Se eu pudesse um dia</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>estar nua nos teus braços</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sentir o teu desejo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>levar-te à loucura...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Se eu pudesse um dia...</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116181849873154646?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1161292319464995252006-10-19T20:18:00.000Z2006-10-30T11:00:16.476Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/maresia5.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia5.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Já não sei escrever palavras de amor...<br />esqueci-as num tempo que me fugiu...<br />gastei-as num mundo de ilusão<br />perdi-as ...<br /></strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Mas...por ti e para ti,<br />me dispo...<br />de preconceitos ...<br />de medos...</strong><strong></div></strong><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong>Cubro - me apenas<br />de desejos...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>de ânsias...<br />de carinho...<br />de prazer....</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div align="center"><strong></strong> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116129231946499525?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com54tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1160610061864661162006-10-11T23:27:00.000Z2006-10-30T10:57:06.356Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/hj.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/hj.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/am626p.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>Desejo tocar-te o corpo </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Com intenções confusas </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>De ternura e luxúria... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Com minhas mãos húmidas, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Atrevidas e quentes, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Acariciar tua pele......</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Com minha boca, sedenta, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Do sabor dos teus beijos, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Navegar pelas ondas </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Do teu corpo.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Olhar-te de frente, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Apertar-te ao meu peito, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Ser a tua amante.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Sentir os teus anseios, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Respirar o mesmo ar </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Que soltas ao suspirar.... </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Quero me perder no teu olhar, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Afogar-me de amor </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Nas águas do teu mar!</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116061006186466116?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1160246300947570872006-10-07T18:16:00.000Z2006-10-13T23:10:37.013Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/582092.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/582092.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;"> (autor desconhecido)</span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/334p.jpg"></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><strong>...Psiuuu...<br />...Vem...Fala comigo...<br />...Abraça-me por instantes...<br />...Vem com calma, sonhar...<br />...Neste dia de amar...<br />...Psiuuu......Anda....Abraça-me...<br />...Estou com vontade de Ti...<br />...Dos teus braços me envolvendo...<br />...Vem... entrega-te num só momento à loucura...<br />...Deixa-te agora cair nesta paixão demente...<br />...Anda...Vem...Abraça-me...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Sê meu!</strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-116024630094757087?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com24tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1159795753328583652006-10-02T12:52:00.000Z2006-10-17T17:41:48.080Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/maresia20.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia20.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center">Olho... nos teus olhos<br />ávidos de sensações...<br />de prazeres...<br />Meu corpo está nu,<br />aberto<br />sem falsos pudores<br />nem máscaras...<br />Espera por ti!<br />desespera...meu corpo...<br />anseia..deseja...<br />pelas tuas caricias..<br />pelas tuas mãos<br />pelos teus dedos<br />Sinto o cheiro quente do teu desejo<br />A tua boca na minha ...se perde<br />O nossos corpos dançam...<br />num ritmo frenético<br />nunca ensaiado...<br />Envolvem - se...<br />numa dança sem fim...</div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115979575332858365?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com47tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1159445509368262832006-09-28T11:38:00.000Z2006-10-21T19:23:27.933Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/maresia13.jpg" border="0" /></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="17abaca1"><div align="center"><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="center" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center"><strong>escorre a água</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>pelo meu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>quente</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>suave</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>acalma-me</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>excita-me</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>entranha-se</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>amacia a minha pele</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>endurece os meus seios</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>delicia-me</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>brincam as mãos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>brinca a água</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>no meu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ao encontro do prazer...</strong></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115944550936826283?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1159191224269854842006-09-25T13:29:00.000Z2006-10-02T23:05:43.330Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Torsten_Brandt-010.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/Torsten_Brandt-010.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> (desconheço autor)</span><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p align="center">Tão lascivo e intenso<br />é este momento,<br />em que invades meu corpo<br />com toques de dedos,<br />música, perfume ...<br />E vens, e tomas e bebes<br />enlaças minhas coxas,<br />e fendes, e dás, e tiras...<br />E antes... antes que desfaleça<br />em êxtase, luxúria,<br />desço entre as tuas pernas;<br />Desejo ter-te...<br />gozar um prazer, húmido,<br />que nada se lhe iguala.<br />Abraço-te, movimento-me<br />abro minha boca,<br />minha língua procura-te...<br />Com vontade, sem pressas,<br />Mas na emergência do querer...<br />quero sentir-te crescer,<br />quero provar o sabor,<br />de ser preenchida por ti!<br /></p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115919122426985484?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1158709553636296242006-09-19T22:03:00.000Z2006-09-28T20:39:12.776Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/am077.0.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/am077.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> (autor desconhecido)</span><br /><p align="center"></p><div align="center"><strong>Quero fazer amor contigo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>olhar nos teus olhos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>quando entrares dentro de mim</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>mergulhar na tua boca</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ao sentir os teus movimentos suaves</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>misturar as nossas línguas</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>num ritmo crescendo de volúpia</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>gemer no teu ouvido</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ao apertares os meus seios nas tuas mãos</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>contorcer o meu corpo</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ao sentir a tua língua percorrer a minha pele</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>sentir o espasmo de prazer</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>que toma conta de nós</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>ficar a repousar</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>num abraço de corpos suados</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>de bocas secas, de olhos a brilhar...</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Eu quero...</strong></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115870955363629624?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1158365532628389292006-09-15T23:51:00.000Z2006-09-21T22:58:45.043Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Andy%20Metal%20-%20tithand.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/Andy%20Metal%20-%20tithand.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="center"><br /><br /><strong>O branco</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>todo alvo</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>realça na pele bronze...</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>No alvo, círculo rosado</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>ao centro um olho</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>pedinte, esbugalhado...</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Todo ele na palma da mão</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>na tua mão encaixado</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>faminto se enrijece</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>sedento pede tua língua</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>afoito geme ao contato</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>feito coito alucinado...</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>Os dois são felicidade</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>nas tuas mãos e cuidados</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>bichos presos, enjaulados</strong></p><p align="center"><strong>não querendo liberdade...</strong></p><p align="center">(Isabel Machado)</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115836553262838929?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com38tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1158011502031887862006-09-11T21:23:00.000Z2006-09-17T20:36:01.426Z<p align="left"><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" ></span></strong></p><p align="left"><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" >Foram-me feito dois desafios pela BadLolita</span><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" > pelo </span></strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" >Libertinus</span></strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" > para deixar seis "Etiquetas" que me identificassem com a personalidade da Maresia, com os seus defeitos e qualidades...</span></strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SAfont-family:'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" ><br /></span><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" >Como não gosto de deixar nunca passar qualquer</span></strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" > </span></strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" >desafio </span></strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" >ao lado...aqui estou a responder, tentando ser o mais fiel possivel ao meu perfil.</span></strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SAfont-family:'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:#777777;" ><br /><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Deverei também </span></strong></span><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';color:red;" >desafiar seis pessoas... para que o jogo continue... e assim será feito!</span></strong></strong></p><br /><p align="left"><strong><strong><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:red;" ></span></strong><b><span style="FONT-FAMILY: 'Trebuchet MS'; mso-fareast-language: PT; mso-bidi-language: AR-SAfont-family:'Times New Roman'; mso-fareast-: PTfont-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:12;color:red;" ><br style="mso-special-character: line-break"></p></span></b></strong><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/6061/apaixonada31yz5.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Apaixonada!...</span></strong><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;">pela vida...pelas pessoas...pelo mar...</span></b></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"></span></b></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size:100%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"></span></b></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p><br /><p style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span lang="EN-GB" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-GB"><o:p><span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#000000;"></span></o:p></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img147.imageshack.us/img147/3414/misteriosabp1.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Misteriosa! </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;">adoro aguçar a curiosidade das pessoas...</span></strong></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:black;"></span></strong></span></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/15/seduao51xl9.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Sedutora! </span></strong><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">..adoro jogos de seduçao.... o "antes" , o conhecimento, a troca de olhares, o leve toque, a carícia....a imaginação</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">...</span></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"></span></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img height="357" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/2199/ousadahu3.jpg" width="276" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Ousada!</span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="color:#333333;">... Gosto de atitudes ousadas, inesperadas...</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"></span></strong></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"></span></strong></span><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img132.imageshack.us/img132/7549/intensa1go2.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Intensa! </span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="color:#333333;">...vivo intensamente todos os minutos...todos os momentos, como se fossem os últimos...</span></span></strong></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"></span></strong></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"></span></strong></span><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://imageshack.us/"><img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img142.imageshack.us/img142/4156/vingativa1qo0.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size:100%;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:red;">Vingativa !</span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;">...e chegamos aos defeitos (entre outros...este sobressai...)não esqueço facilmente quando alguem me faz mal...me magoa...me faz sofrer...e só se não puder....</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"> </span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"></span></span></p><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="color:#333333;">O nome das seis pessoas que ficam desde ja desafiadas para dar seguimento a este "Desafio"...</span></span></strong></p><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="color:#333333;"></span></span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Kall</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Jovem Senhor</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Lu</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><span style="color:#333333;"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Marisa</span></strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><strong><span style="color:#333333;"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';">Moonshinne</span><o:p></o:p></span></strong></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt"><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';color:#777777;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/misteriosa.0.jpg"><span style="color:#333333;"></span></a></span><span style="color:#777777;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:'Trebuchet MS';"><span style="color:#333333;">*Tua *Fantasia</span></span><o:p></o:p></strong></p><br /><p style="BACKGROUND: white"></o:p></span></p><o:p></o:p></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115801150203188786?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com48tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1157500916618353552006-09-05T23:51:00.000Z2006-10-12T16:54:05.166Z<div align="center"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/te%20mordo1.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/te%20mordo1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>Deitado à minha frente<br />Desejei mastigar-te<br />Morder-te<br />Sentir o sabor,<br />O gosto da tua pele,<br />Da tua carne...<br />Meus dentes precisavam conhecer teu corpo<br />Acariciar...<br />Conhecer<br />Explorar...<br />Lentamente...<br />Cada pedacinho do teu corpo...<br />Queria passar a língua em cada bocado do teu corpo<br />Deixando o rasto quente de saliva ir se misturando...<br />Com nossos gemidos e sussurros...<br />Desejei o roçar dos corpos,<br />Sentir cada caricia..<br />cada gesto....<br />Num profundo toque<br />Sem limites,<br />Sem preconceitos...<br />Apenas desvendar<br />Conquistar...<br />afundar me em ti...<br />até quebrarmos todos os limites,<br />Sermos um só corpo<br />Uma só alma...<br /></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115750091661835355?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com59tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1157113992755430022006-09-01T12:08:00.000Z2006-09-21T16:30:39.273Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/MarinaAn-11-Nimbypolis.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/MarinaAn-11-Nimbypolis.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/MarinaAn-11-Nimbypolis.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong><br />Desencaixo-me displicente. </strong><br /><strong>Esvaziei-me, enfim. </strong><br /><strong>Teu corpo </strong><br /><strong>ainda queima, </strong><br /><strong>tua mão ainda afaga. </strong><br /><strong>Jamais </strong><br /><strong>o prazer fora tão perverso. </strong><br /><strong>Escondo meus lábios </strong><br /><strong>atrás do batom. </strong><br /><strong>Teus olhos </strong><br /><strong>- canibais marinhos - </strong><br /><strong>começam a se desfazer. </strong><br /><strong>Não consigo te acompanhar. </strong><br /><strong>És tão tolo... </strong><br /><strong>Ainda me engasgo </strong><br /><strong>com um último orgasmo. </strong><br /><strong>Venci. </strong><br /><strong>Sou aquela </strong><br /><strong>que pela primeira vez </strong><br /><strong>amas. </strong><br /><strong>Mas a noite se esvai. </strong><br /><strong>Sei que vais me tocar: </strong><br /><strong>deixarei? </strong><br /><strong>Não quero me amarrotar. </strong><br /><strong>Tua boca me implora, </strong><br /><strong>só que as estrelas se apagaram. </strong><br /><strong>Vou-me embora </strong><br /><strong>para nunca mais... </strong><br /><strong>Se fosse amor, </strong><br /><strong>não acabaria...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>(Agostina Akemi)</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115711399275543002?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com53tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1156774127490255532006-08-28T14:02:00.000Z2006-09-08T12:52:25.366Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Essensua-tanya_male.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Essensua-tanya_male.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>A tarde vai a meio..<br />e.. eu desejo te... quero-te...<br />meu corpo anseia pelo teu...<br />Dá-me a tua boca.. os teus lábios,<br />a tua língua em minha língua para<br />que eu te excite...<br />Fecha os olhos,<br />deita - te enquanto esfrego em<br />teu peito meus mamilos...<br />Sente os movimentos ondulantes dos meus quadris<br />em tuas ancas...<br />Sobe e desce<br />lento ...<br />e mexe e vira<br />e olha,<br />sente...<br />Minha voz... teus gemidos...<br />O momento...o êxtase<br />O infinito.. o prazer..<br />O suor da tua pele no meu corpo...<br />Por fim....<br />descansamos num abraço...</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115677412749025553?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com61tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1156508128073659912006-08-25T11:38:00.000Z2006-09-08T13:00:34.230Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Roberto_Misiukonis-w12w12w.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Roberto_Misiukonis-w12w12w.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" align="right" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="center">Escuto cada ruído do meu corpo,<br />A brisa pinta-me na pele a tua mão e esta <strong>desenha os contornos do meu </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>seio….<br />Ao de leve,<br />Tão ao de leve, que pensei ter imaginado…<br /></strong>Sinto os teus lábios no meu pescoço e fecho os olhos<strong>, à espera de um beijo</strong> </div><div align="center">mais quente, mais apaixonado….<br />Mas apenas ouço a porta a fechar-se suavemente e<strong> fico eu apenas e a brisa</strong>…<br /><strong>Fico desnuda, exposta ao mundo<br /></strong>Já sem segredos, sem sonhos, sem anseios……………………..<br />Que te revelei, docemente em noites de lua cheia em que me completaste…<br />Fico parada, a relembrar esses momentos de loucura total, essa doce paixão…<br />Essa sensação de acordar feliz e novamente adormecido, sossegada e confiante por </div><div align="center">pensar que meu serias para sempre…………<br />Tenho frio, mas não me cubro….<br /><br />Estou cansada de estar de pé, mas não me sento…<br /><br /><strong>Apenas a brisa escuta agora os ruídos do meu corpo…<br />Apenas a brisa me olha…<br />E estranhamente não sinto vergonha de estar assim, desnuda<br />Para o mundo………<br /><br /></strong>Este texto foi - me oferecido pela</div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Marta Maria Teixeira<br /></span>Blog “Minha Página”</div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo" align="center"></div></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115650812807365991?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com40tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1156264337241303162006-08-22T16:17:00.000Z2006-08-25T09:50:39.360Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/442754.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/442754.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>l<br />Teu corpo é Agosto<br /></strong><br /><strong>Tu cheiras a verão</strong><br /><strong>por baixo das veias<br /></strong><br /><strong>Tu cheiras a quente<br /></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Tu cheiras à febre</strong><br /><strong>do sangue maduro<br /></strong><br /><strong>Teu ventre de orgia</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>teu cheiro a sodoma</strong><br /><strong>aroma-mulher<br /></strong><br /><strong>Teu corpo de Agosto</strong><br /><strong>tem cheiro a Setembro...</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"><strong></strong></div></td></tr></tbody></table><p>Manuela Amaral</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115626433724130316?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1155838272962570982006-08-17T17:00:00.000Z2006-08-29T22:39:28.816Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Tommy_L_Edwards-7.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Tommy_L_Edwards-7.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Daniel_Gieseke-gal09.0.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><strong>Teu cheiro...<br />Sinto tantos desejos estranhos<br />Quando te vejo tão sensual<br />Minhas mãos percorrem teu corpo<br />Numa dança sem fim...<br />Desejo<br />Prazer<br />Luxuria<br />Teu sabor...meu paladar<br />Teu cheiro impregnado<br />no meu corpo<br />desperta meu olfacto...<br />Perfume raro que nem a chuva<br />leva de mim...</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115583827296257098?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com60tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1155833879741428282006-08-17T16:39:00.000Z2006-08-25T19:47:35.920Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/xorar.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/xorar.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>...para quê chorar...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>...mas é triste...sinto-me triste...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>....e apenas posso enviar o ...</strong><br /><strong>...meu pedido de desculpas...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p><strong> pela não publicação do post "Olhando" deixado nas férias...</strong></p><p><strong>...aconteceu algo com meu pc, pois apagou toda a postagem...desde imagem, poema escolhido e a ser publicado hoje, bem como os comentários de todos vocês.... mails , poemas e textos recebidos... </strong></p><p><strong>...resta-me apenas... fazer NOVO POST!<br /></strong></p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115583387974142828?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1154390925532505342006-08-01T00:04:00.000Z2006-08-26T10:26:46.236Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/nudes0038b-sylvie%20blum.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/nudes0038b-sylvie%20blum.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/t-imaget.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;">(Foto de Silvie Blum)</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">o meu e o teu querer...</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Quero-te assim nua, </strong><br /><strong>Nesta volúpia </strong><br /><strong>Em que nossos corpos</strong><br /><strong>Nus </strong><br /><strong>Se tocam </strong><br /><strong>Na procura do prazer... </strong><br /><strong>Entrego-te </strong><br /><strong>As minhas mãos, </strong><br /><strong>A minha boca, </strong><br /><strong>A minha pele, </strong><br /><strong>O meu sexo... </strong><br /><strong>Da-me o teu prazer... </strong><br /><strong>Quero tocar </strong><br /><strong>Com os meus seios </strong><br /><strong>Os teus, quero ... </strong><br /><strong>Com os meus dedos </strong><br /><strong>Percorrer </strong><br /><strong>Essa pele </strong><br /><strong>Que provoca a minha...</strong><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">poema escrito por</span></strong> <strong>Moonshine</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115439092553250534?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com32tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1154362655774447642006-07-31T15:59:00.000Z2006-09-06T01:54:05.713Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/postmorangos.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/postmorangos.3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">...pois as FÉRIAS chegaram!...</span></strong><br /><strong>Lembrei - me de lançar um <span style="color:#ff0000;">DESAFIO</span>...a todos aqueles que me visitam, com o intuito de manter a chama deste Blog sempre acesa, durante aminha ausência...</strong><br /><strong>Decidi então...deixar duas <span style="color:#ff0000;">FOTOS</span> já com os <span style="color:#ff0000;">TÍT</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">ULOS</span>, mas sem <span style="color:#3366ff;">TEXTOS</span>....!</strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#3366ff;">Este será o vosso desafio...fazer os TEXTOS</span>.</span></strong><br /><strong>P</strong><strong>oderão ser escritos no próprio comentário ou enviados por mail.</strong><br /><strong>A escolha dos textos será da minha responsabilidade e serão publicados, dando aos autores os devidos créditos...</strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">E... que comece o DESAFIO!!!!!</span></strong><br /><strong>Deixo um beijo e ... </strong><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">um morango</span>!!!...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">pode tirar um</span>...</strong></p><p><strong>p. f. <span style="color:#ff0000;">sirva-se</span> ...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Maresi</strong>@<br /></p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115436265577444764?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1154297921117426822006-07-30T21:46:00.000Z2006-09-05T14:47:30.016Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/desejo.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/desejo.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/desejo.0.jpg"></a><strong>Não quero de ti apenas sussurros<br />não quero de ti compromissos<br />não quero abraços nem beijos...<br />Quero sim, ouvir teus gritos<br />quero escutar e sentir na pele<br />teus gemidos de prazer...<br />Tua lingua invadindo-me<br />tua barba roçando meu corpo<br />tuas unhas<br />arranhando-me a alma...<br />A noite é toda nossa,<br />o chão, as paredes, a mesa...<br />Lá fora, a lua nua nos olha<br />teus olhos nos observam<br />querem-me e desejam-me...<br />Realizo todos os meus desejos contigo<br />todas as formas de amar<br />de querer<br />de sexo<br />eu e tu<br />hoje<br />EU quero... </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115429792111742682?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1153997435562177072006-07-27T10:27:00.000Z2006-07-30T18:05:19.900Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/x1pnp_rgmi5o516evsUpd-ypXBaczJ8cFft2iH2Uxu1BywHUSKYBdqUEEu_3vJ3vcJ3YRuEKnKMJO94GYYoApcybbvVe2Ns5q_mSd-pDgBanjkN-QSXndDipXCCeAotfryG9-YtwUcKJv8.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/x1pnp_rgmi5o516evsUpd-ypXBaczJ8cFft2iH2Uxu1BywHUSKYBdqUEEu_3vJ3vcJ3YRuEKnKMJO94GYYoApcybbvVe2Ns5q_mSd-pDgBanjkN-QSXndDipXCCeAotfryG9-YtwUcKJv8.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Quando nossos corpos se tocam<br />Sinto o calor que vem do teu<br />...e se junta ao meu...<br />Línguas que lambem<br />que exploram<br />saboreando-te...<br />mordendo-te....<br />Mãos que descobrem<br />que desbravam<br />que penetram...<br />Sexo que arrepia<br />sexo que arde...<br />sexos que se encontram<br />e...por fim...<br />deito-me sobre os teus pêlos<br />sinto o cheiro do teu sexo<br />misturado com o meu<br />e...nesse gozo divino<br />nessa luxúria sem fim...<br />por fim adormeço...</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115399743556217707?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com43tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1153744136868264912006-07-24T12:25:00.000Z2006-08-21T00:09:26.856Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Masturba????o.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Masturba%3F%3F%3F%3Fo.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Eis o centro do corpo</strong><br /><strong>o nosso centro<br />onde os dedos escorregam devagar</strong><br /><strong>e logo tornam onde nesse</strong><br /><strong>centro</strong><br /><strong>os dedos esfregam - correm</strong><br /><strong>e voltam sem cessar<br />e então são os meus</strong><br /><strong>já os teus dedos<br />e são meus dedos</strong><br /><strong>já a tua boca<br />que vai sorvendo os lábios</strong><br /><strong>dessa boca</strong><br /><strong>que manipulo - conduzo</strong><br /><strong>pensando em tua boca<br />Ardência funda</strong><br /><strong>planta em movimento</strong><br /><strong>que trepa e fende fundidas</strong><br /><strong>já no tempo</strong><br /><strong>calando o grito nos pulmões da tarde<br />E todo o corpo</strong><br /><strong>é esse movimento</strong><br /><strong>que trepa e fende fundidas</strong><br /><strong>já no tempo</strong><br /><strong>calando o grito nos pulmões da tarde<br />E todo o corpo</strong><br /><strong>é esse movimento</strong><br /><strong>em torno</strong><br /><strong>em volta</strong><br /><strong>no centro desses lábios<br />que a febre toma</strong><br /><strong>engrossa</strong><br /><strong>e vai cedendo a pouco e pouco</strong><br /><strong>nos dedos e na palma</strong><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Maria Teresa Horta</span><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115374413686826491?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com49tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1153390559624502532006-07-20T09:56:00.000Z2006-07-24T11:37:00.676Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Raymond_Ellstad.4.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Raymond_Ellstad.4.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="6b439b35"><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Repouso nua</strong><br /><strong>sobre o colchão do teu corpo...</strong><br /><strong>O relaxamento despudorado</strong><br /><strong>da cumplicidade</strong><br /><strong>do cansaço</strong><br /><strong>da paixão</strong><br /><strong>da luxúria...</strong><br /><strong>O cheiro acre do sexo</strong><br /><strong>de mil odores misturados</strong><br /><strong>gozo, sémen, </strong><br /><strong>água, suor, </strong><br /><strong>saliva, lágrimas...</strong><br /><strong>Tua pele morena</strong><br /><strong>pulsa sob meu corpo...</strong><br /><strong>Faz-me despertar</strong><strong> </strong><br /><strong>desejar, querer...</strong><br /><strong>cometer loucuras</strong><br /><strong>desafios...</strong><br /><strong>...e recomeçar nossa dança</strong><br /><strong>sem fim...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115339055962450253?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1153130481520622172006-07-17T09:13:00.000Z2006-07-28T03:31:32.706Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Kristian_Photography.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Kristian_Photography.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/jindrich%20vanek.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Gosto de te enlouquecer<br />em locais proibidos...<br />Gosto de te provocar<br />com as palavras<br />e com o corpo...<br />Provoco-te com o olhar<br />que transparece desejos..<br />Com a língua sedutora<br />que se passeia nos teus lábios<br />Com o corpo que se insinua<br />em movimentos disfarçados...<br />Gosto de me despir para ti<br />Gosto de te mostrar o meu corpo,<br />de te mostrar o meu desejo!<br />Dou-te o meu corpo nu,<br />Dou-te cada pedaço do meu ser<br />sei o teu prazer...<br />Sinto o teu orgasmo...<br /></strong></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115313048152062217?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com64tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1152749037078214942006-07-12T22:44:00.000Z2006-07-26T15:02:31.633Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/morder1.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/morder1.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/fant.2.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/fant.1.jpg"></a><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>(<span style="font-size:78%;">imagem copiada)</span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><br /><strong>Diante de mim</strong><br /><strong>o seu corpo</strong><br /><strong>belo</strong><br /><strong>firme</strong><br /><strong>quase nu</strong><br /><strong>com cheiro</strong><br /><strong>de mar</strong><br /><strong>e de amor.</strong><br /><strong>Diante dele</strong><br /><strong>o meu querer</strong><br /><strong>o meu desejo</strong><br /><strong>intenso</strong><br /><strong>inteiro</strong><br /><strong>integral</strong><br /><strong>indescritível</strong><br /><strong>de tocar</strong><br /><strong>cheirar</strong><br /><strong>sentir</strong><br /><strong>aquele corpo</strong><br /><strong>aquele homem</strong><br /><strong>aquele amigo</strong><br /><strong>desejo.<br /></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">Stela Fonseca</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115274903707821494?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com57tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1152552805037552462006-07-10T17:06:00.000Z2006-11-28T17:02:42.056Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/vinho.jpg" border="0" /></p></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="61e879fe"><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p> </p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="56d260c">Texto escrito por Rejanne (Mel) Brito<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><div align="left"><strong>Bebo</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>o licor na tua boca</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>Bebes</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>o licor do meu seio<br />Mais que fantasia...</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>passamos horas</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>nessa brincadeira louca</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>Delírios do prazer</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>de estar contigo<br />Trilhas<br />de uvas<br />em nossos corpos<br />Alimentos</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>degustados</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>pouco a pouco</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>Sinto tua sede</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>e me alucino...<br />Somos cálice</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>iguarias</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>somos loucos</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>Bêbados</strong></div><div align="left"><strong>de paixão e desejo...<br /></strong></div></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></blockquote></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115255280503755246?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com50tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1152054231305760992006-07-04T22:04:00.000Z2006-07-27T10:54:12.610Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/2640258Roy%20Haase.3.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/2640258Roy%20Haase.3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="675cbd18"><br /><br /><strong>Quero conhecer teus mistérios, tua alma...<br />Quero sentir o perfume da tua pele, do teu corpo... </strong><br /><strong>Quero ouvir tua voz... baixinho sussurrando ao meu ouvido<br />palavras que excitam...que me deixam louca de desejo...</strong><br /><strong>Quero que as tuas mãos febris percorram meu corpo<br />Com desejo, com paixão...<br />Deixando minha pele arrepiada...transpirada...<br />Quero tocar te devagarinho...<br />excitar teu corpo inteiro e ao mesmo tempo...<br />Um só pedacinho...<br />Quero afagar te, desejar te, violar teu desejo<br />Teu corpo numa entrega total<br />Apaixonada...e louca....</strong><br /><strong>Quero possuir te sofregamente numa entrega total...</strong><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115205423130576099?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com63tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1151754377859267302006-07-01T10:59:00.000Z2006-07-14T14:22:39.056Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/211.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/211.2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Alexander_Feodorov-captivated.1.jpg"><strong></strong></a><strong><br /></strong><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Alexander_Feodorov-captivated.1.jpg"></a><strong><br />Sexta-feira à noite</strong><br /><strong>os homens acariciam o clitóris das esposas</strong><br /><strong>com dedos molhados de saliva.</strong><br /><strong>O mesmo gesto com que todos os dias</strong><br /><strong>contam dinheiro papéis documentos</strong><br /><strong>e folheiam nas revistas</strong><br /><strong>a vida dos seus ídolos.<br /></strong><br /><strong>Sexta-feira à noite</strong><br /><strong>os homens penetram suas esposas</strong><br /><strong>com tédio e pênis.</strong><br /><strong>O mesmo tédio com que todos os dias</strong><br /><strong>enfiam o carro na garagem</strong><br /><strong>o dedo no nariz</strong><br /><strong>e metem a mão no bolso</strong><br /><strong>para coçar o saco.<br /></strong><br /><strong>Sexta-feira à noite</strong><br /><strong>os homens ressonam de borco</strong><br /><strong>enquanto as mulheres no escuro</strong><br /><strong>encaram seu destino</strong><br /><strong>e sonham com o príncipe</strong> <strong>encantado...</strong><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p><br />Marina Colasanti</p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115175437785926730?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com70tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1151502070914818182006-06-28T13:24:00.000Z2006-07-12T00:15:42.343Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/sensual.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/sensual.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Quero seduzir te...<br />Quero provocar-te<br />Com palavras<br />Com o corpo...<br />Em gestos lânguidos<br />Meu corpo desnudo<br />Em gestos proibidos<br />Perco - me em carícias<br />Desenho sensações...<br />No meu corpo suado<br />De prazeres antecipados...</strong><br /><br /><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115150207091481818?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1151228953433694822006-06-25T09:18:00.000Z2006-06-30T21:14:26.140Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/434625517Janet%20Layher.2.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/434625517Janet%20Layher.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/434625517Janet%20Layher.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/434625517Janet%20Layher.0.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/434625517Janet%20Layher.jpg"></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Esart_Antje089_f.0.jpg"></a><span style="font-size:78%;">(foto de Janet Klarson)<br /></span><strong>Sonho...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>sexo</strong><br /><strong>desejo</strong><br /><strong>toque de peles,</strong><strong><br />excitas-me<br />deixas- me louca<br />bocas coladas</strong><br /><strong>beijos<br />línguas que se envolvem</strong><br /><strong>mãos que afagam </strong><br /><strong>seios erectos<br />meu sexo ardente<br />anseia pelo teu...<br />suores que se soltam<br />escorrem...<br />prazeres que despertam<br />corpos em delírio<br />explodem<br />em orgasmos<br />febris...</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>...e então desperto</strong><br /><strong>e não te vejo ao meu lado</strong><br /><strong>apenas minhas mãos febris</strong><br /><strong>em meu corpo </strong><br /><strong>ansiosas</strong><br /><strong>de prazer...</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115122895343369482?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com56tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1150930086898292142006-06-21T22:11:00.000Z2006-06-25T13:58:50.266Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/3783.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/3783.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>O meu corpo,<br />o teu corpo,<br />o nosso corpo...<br />a fusão do nosso amor<br />do nosso desejo<br />do nosso gozo<br />sem tabus<br />sem preconceitos...<br />Eu... mulher, escorpião,<br />meu vício de amar<br />de desejar<br />de possuir<br />de querer<br />e sempre querer mais </strong><br /><strong>insaciavelmente mais...</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"> fotoserumos/signos</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115093008689829214?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1150753194644517322006-06-19T21:12:00.000Z2006-07-06T23:52:21.696Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Thoenen_Walo-feelings.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/400/Thoenen_Walo-feelings.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Thoenen_Walo-feelings.jpg"></a><br /><strong>Amei tantos homens de que nem sei o nome...<br />eu só me lembro, apenas<br />de abraços<br />de pernas<br />de beijos<br />e orgasmos...<br /><br />E no Amor que dei...<br />e no Amor que tive...<br />eu fui toda mulher... </strong><br /><strong><br />Eu fui mulher em espanto<br />fui mulher em espasmo </strong><br /><strong>fui o canto proibido e solitário</strong><br /><strong>fui eu mesma...</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115075319464451732?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com62tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1150461784438356662006-06-16T12:39:00.000Z2006-06-16T12:43:04.440Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/t-1188940.4.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/t-1188940.3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/t-1188940.3.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><strong>Formas curvas</strong> <span style="font-size:78%;"> (desconhecido)<br /></span><strong>Carne quente</strong><br /><strong>Sedutora</strong><br /><strong>Misteriosa mulher</strong><br /><strong>Aconchegante</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>encontra cara a cara</strong><br /><strong>o menino homem</strong><br /><strong>Indefeso</strong><br /><strong>Embriagado</strong><br /><strong>Subjugado</strong><br /><strong>pelos múltiplos lábios</strong><br /><strong>da volúpia...</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115046178443835666?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com57tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1150319194594032672006-06-14T20:34:00.000Z2006-07-04T20:16:55.253Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/Elfi_Kaut-10.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/Elfi_Kaut-10.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>Desejo tocar-te o corpo </strong><br /><strong>Com intenções confusas </strong><br /><strong>De ternura e luxúria. </strong><br /><strong>Com minhas mãos húmidas, </strong><br /><strong>Atrevidas e quentes, </strong><br /><strong>Acariciar tua pele. </strong><br /><strong>Com minha boca, sedenta, </strong><br /><strong>Do sabor dos teus beijos, </strong><br /><strong>Navegar pelas ondas </strong><br /><strong>Do teu corpo. </strong><br /><strong>Olhar-te de frente, </strong><br /><strong>Apertar-te ao meu peito, </strong><br /><strong>Ser a tua amante... </strong><br /><strong>Sentir os teus anseios, </strong><br /><strong>Respirar o mesmo ar </strong><br /><strong>Que soltas ao suspirar... </strong><br /><strong>Quero me perder no teu olhar, </strong><br /><strong>Afogar-me de amor </strong><br /><strong>Nas águas do teu mar...</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-115031919459403267?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com51tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1149849268920739152006-06-09T10:28:00.000Z2006-06-23T12:56:37.826Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/2656106alex%20artlieb1.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/2656106alex%20artlieb1.0.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="c9177d2c"><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><p><br /><strong>No seio... teu mel escorrendo</strong></p><p><strong>Nos olhos....o calor de mil promessas</strong></p><p><strong>Nas mãos...o calor da tua loucura</strong></p><p><strong>Na boca....o teu sabor...a tua sede...o teu gosto</strong></p><p><strong>Na alma...o teu querer...a tua paixão...o teu desejo</strong></p><p><strong>Tu ...sempre!</strong></p><p><strong>E o meu corpo....</strong></p></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114984926892073915?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com57tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1149581187830983892006-06-06T08:02:00.000Z2006-06-25T22:38:46.136Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/0026.2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/0026.1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Vem...</strong><br /><strong>Arranca minha roupa</strong><br /><strong>Cobiça meu corpo</strong><br /><strong>Beija minha boca</strong><br /><strong>Percorre todos os meus esconderijos</strong><br /><strong>Até os mais secretos</strong><br /><strong>Arranca-me a alma</strong><br /><strong>Leva- me ao gozo</strong><br /><strong>Faz me ir além</strong><br /><strong>Ao proibido</strong><br /><strong>E ao desconhecido</strong><br /><strong>Faz - me perder os limites</strong><br /><strong>VEM....</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114958118783098389?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1149248869644889112006-06-02T11:43:00.000Z2006-06-05T22:29:02.360Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/4282827e975fa.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/4282827e975fa.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/vinhoseios.0.png"></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/vinhoseios.png"></a><strong>Esta noite quero ser tua Fêmea</strong><br /><strong>Ser despida com teus dentes,</strong><br /><strong>Lambida abundantemente por teus lábios molhados...</strong><br /><strong>Quero ser explorada com a ponta da lingua,cada pedaço,</strong><br /><strong>Senti - lo em meu regaçocom a volúpia e paixão.</strong><br /><strong>Quero que me banhes de champanhe...</strong><br /><strong>Matarei tua sede na taça do umbigo...</strong><br /><strong>Mergulhar me ei em teus desejos....</strong><br /><strong>Quero ouvir teus gemidos em meus ouvidos</strong><br /><strong>entrecortados de beijos</strong><br /><strong>Esta noite quero ser amada por ti</strong><br /><strong>com a mesma sede e volúpia</strong><br /><strong>com que se amam os amantes</strong>!...<br /><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114924886964488911?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1149083786773624972006-05-31T13:53:00.000Z2006-06-01T10:55:11.623Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/174525.1.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/174525.1.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="cda9804c"><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/211.jpg"></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/174525.jpg"></a><strong>Dá-me a tua nudez </strong><br /><strong>Tua nudez húmida... </strong><br /><strong>Outorgada em pêlos e dobras </strong><br /><strong>Nas dobras desfeitas </strong><br /><strong>De dez e mil lençóis.</strong><br /><strong>Dá-me a tua nudez </strong><br /><strong>Tua nudez traçada </strong><br /><strong>Declarada em gotas e curvas </strong><br /><strong>Nas vidas desfeitas </strong><br /><strong>Por uma ou tantas canções. </strong><br /><strong>Dá-me a tua nudez </strong><br /><strong>Tua nudez rasgada </strong><br /><strong>Marcada em veias e carnes </strong><br /><strong>Nos pactos esquecidos </strong><br /><strong>De todas e outras juras. </strong><br /><strong>Dá-me a tua nudez </strong><br /><strong>Tua nudez faminta </strong><br /><strong>Destrancada de almas e corpos </strong><br /><strong>Nos sonhos destruídos </strong><br /><strong>Dos meus e teus desejos...</strong><br /><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114908378677362497?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com39tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1148842455745096332006-05-28T18:12:00.000Z2006-06-09T09:31:00.240Z<table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/LinguaPescoco.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/LinguaPescoco.jpg" border="0" /></a></td></tr><tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><blockquote id="ccd8de13"><strong>....é abusada<br />que tu gostas mais<br />Louca para te puxar<br />Contra meu corpo<br />Sentir minhas curvas<br />Sentir meus seios<br />Encostando no teu peito<br />Roçando e atiçando<br />Bem safada...<br />Sem vergonha..<br />Deixar sentir teus lábios<br />O molhado dos meus beijos<br />O calor que exalo<br />O olhar provocante<br />As palavras picantes<br />E falar que adoras assim<br />Esse modo que tenho<br />De te fazer enlouquecer<br />E ficar com meu gosto<br />Na tua boca</strong><br /><strong>Marcado para sempre<br />Nunca vais me esquecer<br />Onde for...<br />Eu estarei.<br />(Rosane Lima)</strong><br /></blockquote><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114884245574509633?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com36tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1148637595803236152006-05-26T09:13:00.000Z2006-05-26T09:59:56.726Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/t-247tanja_kewitsch_202_med.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/320/t-247tanja_kewitsch_202_med.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/kc1thumb.jpg"></a><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/3180784Kati%20B.0.jpg"></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><strong>Teus seios pequeninos que em surdina,</strong><br /><strong>pelas noites de amor, põem-se a cantar,</strong><br /><strong>são dois pássaros brancos que o luar</strong><br /><strong>pousou de leve nessa carne fina.</strong><br /><strong>E sempre que o desejo te alucina,</strong><br /><strong>e brilha com fulgor no teu olhar,</strong><br /><strong>parece que seus seios vão voar</strong><br /><strong>dessa carne cheirosa e purpurina.</strong><br /><strong>Eu, pare tê-los sempre nesta lida,</strong><br /><strong>quisera, com meus beijos, desvairado,</strong><br /><strong>poder vesti-los, através da vida,</strong><br /><strong>para vê-los febris e excitados,</strong><br /><strong>de bicos rijos, ávidos, rasgando</strong><br /><strong>a seda que os trouxesse encarcerados.</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114863759580323615?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22130469.post-1147875692841716522006-05-17T13:51:00.000Z2006-05-17T14:21:32.863Z<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/1600/EXTASE002.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5109/2246/200/EXTASE002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"><tbody><tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"><td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"><br /><strong>Membro a pino</strong><br /><strong>dia é macho</strong><br /><strong>submarino</strong><br /><strong>é entre coxas</strong><br /><strong>teu mergulho</strong><br /><strong>vício de ostras.</strong><br /><strong>O corpo é praia a boca é a nascente</strong><br /><strong>e é na vulva que a areia é mais sedenta</strong><br /><strong>poro a poro vou sendo o curso da água</strong><br /><strong>da tua língua demasiada e lenta</strong><br /><strong>dentes e unhas rebentam como pinhas</strong><br /><strong>de carnívoras plantas te é meu ventre</strong><br /><strong>abro-te as coxas e deixo-te crescer</strong><br /><strong>duro e cheiroso como o aloendro.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Natália Correia</strong><br /></td></tr><tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"><td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"><div id="hotbar_promo"></div></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22130469-114787569284171652?l=brilhoestrelamanha.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maresi@http://www.blogger.com/profile/12734147949746137427noreply@blogger.com33