Series: En France
I did not know Anne-Pierre or Elodie as well as I thought....
Lying on her bed, it was no accident, this three-quarters view. “Balasana.” Stretching out like a tigress, arms long and forwards, knees bent, calves tucked under thighs and head down. “Chakra-vaka-sana,” as a low purr. She unfurled like petals from a budding flower. Rising up on all fours, she looked deceptively fragile, a feint to her energy and strength. Arms locked, back arched,...Read On
Added: 02 Nov 2019 | Category: True |
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