Harshita Srivastava
Romance
And afraid of infidelity
She never wanted to have sex again
And then
He walked in, teaching her the difference between sex and making love
After that
She never called it sex
Coconut Cream...
Dearest Thou ...
H O T
Perfect Dab o...
Sex
Tale Of A Gir...
My Little Jou...
Little Ant On...
Forest Man
Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention. Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention.
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
‘Cause I know I will see you again.... ‘Cause I know I will see you again....
A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone.... A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone....
Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love. Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love.
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded. Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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