Haven
There's no place like home, it is indeed true. A warm cozy, safe haven'. After the long day stress, you find yourself stripping, and tossing off every bit of clothes, on the sofa, couch, kushin chair, name it! Anyone an Ólógbénì can afford.
I just love my home, I lately just realized it. The quitenes, the music I find myself listening to, murmuring after as i move my head, while trying to know the lyrics by heart.
The serene atmosphere i set for myself, trying to enjoy my own company, self_love that me inside, beneath the thick black warm skin in just only panties, and a loose tub, trying to check out, how much of a lady i look lately.
Having realize that's just who i am, i find no doubt in that, which i kinda' seem to be pleased with.
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