tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51865032448647985272011-07-30T16:53:32.767+02:00Avant le sexe je le fantasmais - aujourd'hui je vis à travers luiL singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.comBlogger2011100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-39760524668932005422009-06-29T00:01:00.005+02:002009-07-07T12:17:31.665+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SkdfLLZYH6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/pmqiT089g7o/s1600-h/DSC05308.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SkdfLLZYH6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/pmqiT089g7o/s400/DSC05308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352351327795552162" border="0" /></a><br />est <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><a href="http://lsinguliere.canalblog.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">ici </span></a><br />(c'est en cliquant sur "ici" qu'on trouve le chemin... que vous ne vous perdiez pas en route...)<br /><a href="http://lsinguliere.canalblog.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;"></span></a></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3976052466893200542?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-73288152982972185412009-06-28T00:57:00.002+02:002009-06-28T10:10:55.148+02:00<a href="http://www.deezer.com/track/2954659">de circonstance</a> pour toi<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7328815298297218541?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-24523947671697806452009-06-27T01:43:00.003+02:002009-06-27T07:55:58.020+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SkEw2ttiQyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5RmhVoQ-d6o/s1600-h/barcelo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SkEw2ttiQyI/AAAAAAAAAgA/5RmhVoQ-d6o/s400/barcelo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350611548834513698" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(Miguel Barcelo)</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>stalactites </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2452394767169780645?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-36491705332355548182009-06-26T00:10:00.001+02:002009-06-26T06:37:36.472+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sj_2nebXuQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/IbNclNSvIJ0/s1600-h/PICT0008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sj_2nebXuQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/IbNclNSvIJ0/s400/PICT0008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350266040382634242" /></a>moi ?<br />oui...<div>et alors ?</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3649170533235554818?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-67530518122113952442009-06-25T01:02:00.002+02:002009-06-25T06:26:30.304+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjfXHe81hOI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RXwhoQbfdew/s1600-h/tahar+ben+jelloun.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjfXHe81hOI/AAAAAAAAAfU/RXwhoQbfdew/s400/tahar+ben+jelloun.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347979606093038818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">J'ai passé une excellente soirée<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">une nuit magnifique</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">J'ai aimé <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">les</span> effleurements sous les étoiles</div><div style="text-align: center;">lire les mots de Tahar Ben Jelloun<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">au sujet de Giacometti</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">tes caresses</div><div style="text-align: center;">(les marques sur mes hanches)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Belle route...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6753051812211395244?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-49928175583166117132009-06-24T00:07:00.000+02:002009-06-24T00:39:15.331+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOj25_sW4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Q4lQ3xKA4x0/s1600-h/bougie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOj25_sW4I/AAAAAAAAAeM/Q4lQ3xKA4x0/s400/bougie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346797346295143298" /></a><br />puis elle a <div>coulé </div><div>sur </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">ma peau...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div>oh !</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4992817558316611713?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-18492532194456764162009-06-23T01:24:00.003+02:002009-06-23T06:23:33.416+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjgAKo82FrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r7ppDO2UkQs/s1600-h/ecolier1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjgAKo82FrI/AAAAAAAAAfk/r7ppDO2UkQs/s400/ecolier1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348024740293777074" /></a><br />j'étais attirée par les mauvais garçons<div>les sales gosses...</div><div><br /></div><div>et quelques années  plus tard...</div><div>rien n'a changé !</div><div><br /></div><div>sourire</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1849253219445676416?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-90468015472949356622009-06-22T01:02:00.000+02:002009-06-22T01:05:53.655+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjF3KiI5lGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/NMwoGP7MUls/s1600-h/singuliere.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjF3KiI5lGI/AAAAAAAAAd8/NMwoGP7MUls/s400/singuliere.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346185255512020066" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>chose due...</div><div>sourire</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-9046801547294935662?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-40113604299645693182009-06-21T02:12:00.001+02:002009-06-21T08:42:34.256+02:00du fond de <a href="http://www.deezer.com/track/3386078">ma campagne</a>...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4011360429964569318?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-14560957314295686452009-06-20T02:07:00.002+02:002009-06-20T22:51:35.964+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjTMyQcXqjI/AAAAAAAAAes/B3mT2KbWSN8/s1600-h/courgette+.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjTMyQcXqjI/AAAAAAAAAes/B3mT2KbWSN8/s400/courgette+.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347123821375105586" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">pieds et poings liés</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1456095731429568645?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-17255929279876841662009-06-19T00:20:00.000+02:002009-06-19T00:21:24.783+02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sjf3OwFXCeI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mi6tI_-nqys/s1600-h/peau.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sjf3OwFXCeI/AAAAAAAAAfc/mi6tI_-nqys/s400/peau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348014915323365858" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">t'</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">PEAU</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">je t'ai dans la peau</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">je t'ai... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1725592927987684166?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-25027454918817606512009-06-18T01:02:00.001+02:002009-06-18T06:24:32.035+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOk22MkJtI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UA_xyxaGpaU/s1600-h/sandales.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOk22MkJtI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UA_xyxaGpaU/s400/sandales.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346798444787017426" /></a><br />Exit les Salomés Reppetto !<div><br /></div><div>Ses sandales sont...</div><div>me...</div><div><br /></div><div>(laissent sans voix)</div><div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2502745491881760651?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-27971473823445851472009-06-17T01:44:00.001+02:002009-06-17T07:59:40.882+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjTOSrmXywI/AAAAAAAAAe0/awpGDvyScnA/s1600-h/Bronze+en+toute+libert_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjTOSrmXywI/AAAAAAAAAe0/awpGDvyScnA/s400/Bronze+en+toute+libert_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347125477932256002" /></a><br />dès que je t'ai vu<div>j'ai eu envie de toi<br /><div>désiré ton corps </div><div><br /></div><div>caresser ta peau</div><div>te sentir en moi</div><div><br /></div><div>imminence d'un désir aussi <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">immédiat</span></span> que </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">déroutant</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2797147382344585147?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-47024350734608780932009-06-16T03:29:00.002+02:002009-06-16T03:29:00.129+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjF30nXPzXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/edxqUX35xDs/s1600-h/anthrop.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjF30nXPzXI/AAAAAAAAAeE/edxqUX35xDs/s400/anthrop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346185978468879730" /></a><br />j'en rêve...<div><br /><div>des anthropométries modernes</div><div>mon corps pour pinceau</div><div>(des mains pour le caresser)</div><div><br /></div><div>mais... qui sera le peintre ? </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4702435073460878093?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-19362416584701956312009-06-15T03:21:00.000+02:002009-06-15T03:21:01.515+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOlmMVysAI/AAAAAAAAAec/9ggbHraItp8/s1600-h/10-etude-de-mains-moyen.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SjOlmMVysAI/AAAAAAAAAec/9ggbHraItp8/s400/10-etude-de-mains-moyen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346799258185150466" /></a><br />6 mains<div><br /></div><div>3 jours </div><div>3 hommes</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">3 vies</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>3 corps</div><div>3 bouches</div><div>3 sexes</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">1 femme</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1936241658470195631?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-81212934954010356392009-06-14T02:13:00.001+02:002009-06-14T02:13:01.060+02:00<a href="http://www.deezer.com/track/3144499">LA chanson</a> (qui tourne en boucle) du moment<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8121293495401035639?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-89024047609997596252009-06-13T02:06:00.001+02:002009-06-13T02:06:00.892+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Si9chDXX6GI/AAAAAAAAAds/ZoHZISKUxds/s1600-h/DSC05291.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 369px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Si9chDXX6GI/AAAAAAAAAds/ZoHZISKUxds/s400/DSC05291.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345593005620848738" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">pointure ? ... 38</span></span><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8902404760999759625?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-90346681939584619912009-06-12T02:45:00.003+02:002009-06-12T02:45:01.055+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIqWaBbxII/AAAAAAAAAc8/m5M-So74TeA/s1600-h/le-baiser.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIqWaBbxII/AAAAAAAAAc8/m5M-So74TeA/s400/le-baiser.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341878672445654146" /></a><br />laisser divaguer les pensées<div>se surprendre à rêver</div><div>alors que...</div><div><br /></div><div>imaginer </div><div>ses mains sur ma peau</div><div>(douce)</div><div>rêver d'un nouveau corps</div><div>(à toucher)</div><div>d'un homme</div><div>de ses baisers</div><div><br /></div><div>apprécier </div><div>cet état </div><div>(la légèreté...  facétieuse)</div><div>qui annonce</div><div>de (douces) étreintes</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-9034668193958461991?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-6487473824504643192009-06-11T02:07:00.001+02:002009-06-11T02:07:00.482+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDTrR_nsEI/AAAAAAAAAcs/IbTQBJUr9gY/s1600-h/lien.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDTrR_nsEI/AAAAAAAAAcs/IbTQBJUr9gY/s400/lien.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341501898579488834" /></a>je le porte <div>au jour le jour<br />mon lien de coton noir...<div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-648747382450464319?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-86521483285790759172009-06-10T02:04:00.000+02:002009-06-10T02:04:00.368+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIu4P0jUaI/AAAAAAAAAdU/gaKXW70k_pc/s1600-h/picabia.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIu4P0jUaI/AAAAAAAAAdU/gaKXW70k_pc/s400/picabia.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341883651869331874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">(Francis Picabia)<br /></div><div><br /></div>j'aime <div>me voir</div><div>me savoir </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">indécente</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>parfois...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8652148328579075917?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-44785578252136687202009-06-09T01:28:00.002+02:002009-06-09T01:28:01.004+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIrZ9_eihI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ncwvnr7R6Ds/s1600-h/vibrations.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiIrZ9_eihI/AAAAAAAAAdE/Ncwvnr7R6Ds/s400/vibrations.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341879833152358930" /></a><br />sur les vibro...<div><br /></div><div>quand celui-ci s'est posé</div><div>sur la corde</div><div>enroulée</div><div>autour </div><div>de moi</div><div><br /></div><div>j'ai vibré </div><div>avec lui...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4478557825213668720?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-1261433204834521202009-06-08T01:58:00.001+02:002009-06-08T01:58:00.613+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDL8xyFTlI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FQeBkG7OR7w/s1600-h/DSC05417.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDL8xyFTlI/AAAAAAAAAbs/FQeBkG7OR7w/s400/DSC05417.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341493403077398098" /></a><br />240 photos...<div><br /></div><div>La Singulière (s')expose</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photoLsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-126143320483452120?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-45304879050533847602009-06-07T02:51:00.000+02:002009-06-07T02:51:00.331+02:00hey <a href="http://www.deezer.com/track/2219986">miss </a>???<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4530487905053384760?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-9281148913060785302009-06-06T02:46:00.001+02:002009-06-06T02:46:00.626+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiGbQdERI8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/OLMv-FCPFnA/s1600-h/gelLaurence.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiGbQdERI8I/AAAAAAAAAc0/OLMv-FCPFnA/s400/gelLaurence.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341721340020859842" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">le mariage </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-928114891306078530?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-71538907610855734252009-06-05T02:18:00.004+02:002009-06-05T06:13:03.179+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SigZOqhtTXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RG3FM-sw0Jw/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SigZOqhtTXI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RG3FM-sw0Jw/s400/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343548697599626610" /></a><div><br /></div>J'ai roulé jusqu'à trouver un chemin<div>...<div><div>"La traverse des amoureux"</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(ça ne s'invente pas)</span></div><div><br /></div><div>Pour que tu me trouves </div><div>j'ai semé </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">(tel Le Petit Poucet)</span></div><div>des <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">coquelicots</span></span></div><div>le long du chemin</div><div><br /></div><div>Et je l'ai vue,</div><div>j'ai su</div><div>que ce serait ici</div><div>sur cette <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">souche</span></span></div><div>que nos bouches </div><div>se rencontreraient</div><div><br /></div><div>En aveugle</div><div>j'ai sorti les <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">bulles</span></span></div><div>de mon sac</div><div><br /></div><div>Et</div><div>j'ai attendu</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...</div><div>tes pas </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7153890761085573425?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-55315722768300592552009-06-04T02:36:00.000+02:002009-06-04T02:36:00.881+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDN7GW6MTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/osBDyXbyZNU/s1600-h/DSC05176.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDN7GW6MTI/AAAAAAAAAb8/osBDyXbyZNU/s400/DSC05176.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341495573264085298" /></a><div><br /></div>entre moi <div>et lui</div><div>(le soleil)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5531572276830059255?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-18071201409040858882009-06-03T02:37:00.000+02:002009-06-03T02:37:00.744+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDSubPd7pI/AAAAAAAAAck/TNaWmH-KEF0/s1600-h/5318.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDSubPd7pI/AAAAAAAAAck/TNaWmH-KEF0/s400/5318.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341500853089857170" /></a><br /><div>guidée par tes doigts</div><div>habiles</div><div>a enveloppé mon corps</div><div>lentement</div><div><br /></div><div>sensation étrange </div><div>serrement</div><div>oppression</div><div>tremblements</div><div>et </div><div>à la fin</div><div><br /></div><div>plénitude</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1807120140904085888?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-14914514631758064012009-06-02T03:06:00.001+02:002009-06-02T03:06:00.702+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDQ3tp-raI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gaQq1MfpBYM/s1600-h/goutte-d-eau-02.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDQ3tp-raI/AAAAAAAAAcM/gaQq1MfpBYM/s400/goutte-d-eau-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341498813628460450" /></a><br />avec du gel<div>(un peu...)<br /><div>est tellement plus...</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1491451463175806401?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-24430074230388906232009-06-01T03:17:00.002+02:002009-06-01T07:58:49.497+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDQR_o0_iI/AAAAAAAAAcE/F-aTh9cyrpo/s1600-h/PICT0003.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SiDQR_o0_iI/AAAAAAAAAcE/F-aTh9cyrpo/s400/PICT0003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341498165620440610" /></a><br />deux semaines<div>à attendre</div><div><br /></div><div>un homme </div><div>et faire</div><div>l'amour</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">arghhhhhhh</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2443007423038890623?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-3556761571132915422009-05-31T02:43:00.003+02:002009-05-31T07:59:02.555+02:00<div><br /></div>la <a href="http://www.deezer.com/track/761887">chanson</a> pour aller avec les bulles...<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-355676157113291542?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-42756137312168806862009-05-30T02:22:00.005+02:002009-05-30T07:06:28.667+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sh2h3gl2ziI/AAAAAAAAAbk/G0MnwA0BHu4/s1600-h/PICT0007.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sh2h3gl2ziI/AAAAAAAAAbk/G0MnwA0BHu4/s400/PICT0007.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340602708144868898" /></a><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">la lenteur</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4275613731216880686?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-18954324582230470742009-05-29T01:44:00.002+02:002009-05-29T06:45:49.211+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShzhyljR8NI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OQ2S_C2UGCs/s1600-h/DSC05053.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShzhyljR8NI/AAAAAAAAAbc/OQ2S_C2UGCs/s400/DSC05053.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340391517344362706" /></a><br />en la <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">forêt</span></span><div>d'un massif  montagneux</div><div><br /></div><div>un jour de soleil</div><div>de mai</div><div><br /></div><div>attention devant !</div><div>lâcher de <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">bulles </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1895432458223047074?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-60917412476923389882009-05-28T03:14:00.001+02:002009-05-28T03:14:00.040+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOhNnOJnDI/AAAAAAAAAak/ISMiDxw0mW0/s1600-h/galets.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOhNnOJnDI/AAAAAAAAAak/ISMiDxw0mW0/s400/galets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337787238602873906" /></a><br />des galets (authentiques de la plage de C.)<div><br /></div><div>peintures</div><div>marqueur<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>des parties du corps </div><div>des verbes coquins </div><div><br /></div><div>chacun dicte ses propres règles de jeu</div><div>chacune choisit les gages... sourire</div><div><br /></div><div>une petite partie ???</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://papillon1967.p.a.pic.centerblog.net/9t3fog1s.jpg&amp;imgrefurl=http://papillon1967.centerblog.net/3175946-Galets&amp;usg=__qBRw6u6KZF1FXRMFebawX9UGqJU=&amp;h=333&amp;w=500&amp;sz=25&amp;hl=fr&amp;start=40&amp;sig2=qFkD_4DaJRaYG794k9hz2g&amp;tbnid=fB7XwY7PETg1KM:&amp;tbnh=87&amp;tbnw=130&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dgalets%26gbv%3D2%26ndsp%3D20%26hl%3Dfr%26sa%3DN%26start%3D20&amp;ei=j6ATSv3aMpuGsAbZ9-WCDg">photographe</a></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6091741247692338988?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-3754156555756150472009-05-27T03:04:00.001+02:002009-05-27T03:04:00.513+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOlXC3k_AI/AAAAAAAAAbE/or-XiDGCO8Q/s1600-h/sens.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 395px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOlXC3k_AI/AAAAAAAAAbE/or-XiDGCO8Q/s400/sens.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337791798689725442" /></a><br />là <div>à la naissance de tes aisselles</div><div><br /></div><div>laisser mes cellules olfactives</div><div>respirer</div><div>ton essence</div><div>essentielle</div><div><br /></div><div>s'imprégner de toi</div><div>pour le reste de ma vie...</div><div><br /></div><div>sensationnelle... </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-375415655575615047?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-88777103843626969982009-05-26T03:07:00.002+02:002009-05-26T03:07:00.524+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOiN_lHvxI/AAAAAAAAAas/RX-l86zenlo/s1600-h/cerclechr.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOiN_lHvxI/AAAAAAAAAas/RX-l86zenlo/s400/cerclechr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337788344653299474" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">cerveau</span></span><div>pupilles (iris verts)<div>pores </div><div>peau (douce)</div><div>ventre (au creux du)<br /></div><div>images (mentales)</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">sexe</span></span></div><div>sourire (intérieur)</div><div>frissons</div><div>corps</div><div>tremblements</div><div>odeur </div><div>souffle </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">cerveau</span></span></div><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8877710384362696998?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-58604935613449847112009-05-25T02:49:00.002+02:002009-05-25T06:50:40.128+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShnCQArJaZI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rgZewOys0Eg/s1600-h/DSC05327.jpeg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShnCQArJaZI/AAAAAAAAAbU/rgZewOys0Eg/s400/DSC05327.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339512413539101074" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">le</span></span> shibari</span></span> et moi</div><div><br /></div><div>faits l'une pour l'autre</div><div>expérience riche de sens</div><div>à renouveler...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par D.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5860493561344984711?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-45772367989764347532009-05-24T03:29:00.003+02:002009-05-24T03:29:00.243+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOkKUvf0xI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iDP4c8w8zWo/s1600-h/tsunami.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOkKUvf0xI/AAAAAAAAAa8/iDP4c8w8zWo/s400/tsunami.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337790480637743890" /></a><br />3 fois aujourd'hui<div>mes doigts <div>se sont faufilés </div><div>jusqu'à mon sexe</div><div><br /></div><div>m'ont amenée </div><div>à la jouissance</div><div><br /></div><div>et le désir</div><div>l'envie</div><div>qui continuent de </div><div><br /></div><div>grandir...</div><div><br /></div><div>ça s'arrête <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">où</span></span> ? </div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4577236798976434753?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-88963082991444742212009-05-23T02:26:00.001+02:002009-05-23T02:26:00.313+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOjCVfgazI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OLIKPEq7KZs/s1600-h/bgn236.tmp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 236px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShOjCVfgazI/AAAAAAAAAa0/OLIKPEq7KZs/s400/bgn236.tmp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337789243888528178" /></a><br />le temps des cerises...<div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8896308299144474221?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-83074894624651042672009-05-22T01:31:00.002+02:002009-05-22T01:31:00.190+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sg7dNnn7KaI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qtwBLRqxPDk/s1600-h/nez.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sg7dNnn7KaI/AAAAAAAAAaM/qtwBLRqxPDk/s400/nez.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336445834525092258" /></a><br />tu sais ce qui me manque aujourd'hui ?<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">l'odeur...</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>de ta peau</div><div>de ta queue</div><div><br /></div><div>saloperie de chimie...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8307489462465104267?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-30796460529150974992009-05-21T02:19:00.002+02:002009-05-21T02:19:00.602+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShPQi4cHsaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iNu_VLhWeeE/s1600-h/temple.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShPQi4cHsaI/AAAAAAAAAbM/iNu_VLhWeeE/s400/temple.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337839281048629666" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>d'une rencontre imminente...<br /></div></div><div><br /><div>l'envie qui monte doucement</div><div>les envies qui se précisent</div><div>font sourire à tout moment</div><div>font miroiter de belles caresses</div><div>font danser les papillons</div><div>derrière les yeux</div><div>au creux du ventre</div><div><br /></div><div>vivement demain...</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3079646052915097499?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-70619665470462998642009-05-20T02:08:00.002+02:002009-05-20T07:56:20.906+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShObSPLrhrI/AAAAAAAAAac/TMS6qGCuNU4/s1600-h/z7m2F9.tmp.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ShObSPLrhrI/AAAAAAAAAac/TMS6qGCuNU4/s400/z7m2F9.tmp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337780720979642034" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">me fait drôlement envie<br /></div></div><div>fait briller mes yeux...</div><div><br /></div><div>miam miam...</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7061966547046299864?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-64206091023078933442009-05-19T03:18:00.000+02:002009-05-19T03:18:00.236+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWEew_lMNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1UjAPnBcIow/s1600-h/PICT0056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWEew_lMNI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1UjAPnBcIow/s400/PICT0056.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333814997772742866" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Tu es à moi"</span></span>... répète-t-il inlassablement<div><br /></div><div>OUI, tant que ce bandeau est sur mes yeux posé, <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> je suis à toi</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>OUI, tant que mes mains par ce lien sont attachées,  <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">je suis à toi</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>mais après NON...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"> je ne suis pas à toi</span></span>... ni à personne remarque bien </div><div><br /></div><div>faudrait veiller à ne pas exagérer</div><div><br /></div><div>quand même... </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6420609102307893344?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-24086621566857798332009-05-18T02:14:00.001+02:002009-05-18T02:14:00.801+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgqfaEfap5I/AAAAAAAAAZs/V_DFVM8-z9Y/s1600-h/bougies.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgqfaEfap5I/AAAAAAAAAZs/V_DFVM8-z9Y/s400/bougies.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335251978804701074" /></a><br />J'ai déposé les photophores sur le parquet<div>J'ai allumé les bougies</div><div>Je me suis déshabillée</div><div>J'ai attendue... cachée là</div><div><br /></div><div>La porte de l'appartement s'est entrouverte</div><div>Je l'ai entendu entrer chez moi</div><div><br /></div><div>Noeud dans le ventre</div><div>Moiteur entre les jambes</div><div>Ses pas qui font craquer les lattes de bois</div><div><br /></div><div>Et puis,</div><div>le silence</div><div>Et puis,</div><div>son souffle dans mon cou</div><div style="text-align: right;">ses mains sur ma peau,</div><div style="text-align: right;">sa bouche...                    </div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2408662156685779833?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-48672462119706247212009-05-17T02:24:00.000+02:002009-05-17T02:24:01.039+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sgqhv4oifiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Yam5_RO37fQ/s1600-h/accord%C3%A9on.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 357px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sgqhv4oifiI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Yam5_RO37fQ/s400/accord%C3%A9on.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335254552602115618" /></a><br />Je suis une affreuse snob ...<div><br /></div><div>Mais putain c'que c'est bon !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">La la la ...  choin  choin choin</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Et j'en veux encore...   sourire</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4867246211970624721?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-37442894845204968662009-05-16T02:17:00.000+02:002009-05-16T02:17:00.822+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWGYUzVnQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OVkwDZ4-eQ0/s1600-h/disques.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWGYUzVnQI/AAAAAAAAAZM/OVkwDZ4-eQ0/s400/disques.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333817086149238018" /></a><br />j'aime bien rentrer de chez toi<div>au petit matin...</div><div><br /><div>je t'ai piqué un CD,</div><div>celui sur lequel on a fait </div><div>l'amour</div><div>la nuit dernière...</div><div><br /></div><div>sourire</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3744289484520496866?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-42650512911304603022009-05-15T01:38:00.003+02:002009-05-15T01:38:00.625+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sgrbwmq8USI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/cp_zUsBWDN0/s1600-h/fraises.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sgrbwmq8USI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/cp_zUsBWDN0/s400/fraises.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335318336634638626" /></a><br />voici l'époque des fruits revenue<div>et avec eux</div><div><br /></div><div>de nouvelles envies </div><div>de jeux</div><div>de gourmandises...</div><div>de sexes dégoulinants de... fraises</div><div>de bouches gouleyantes</div><div>de queues sucées avec une cerise</div><div>de baisers fruits-rouges<br /></div><div>de cuni mi langue - mi raisin</div><div><br /></div><div>et ce n'est que le début de la saison des fruits...  </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4265051291130460302?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-38370995207225795972009-05-14T02:23:00.002+02:002009-05-14T02:23:00.172+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWDRbUvMkI/AAAAAAAAAY8/EQFmgl3PH10/s1600-h/Tartines.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgWDRbUvMkI/AAAAAAAAAY8/EQFmgl3PH10/s400/Tartines.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333813669105971778" /></a><br />j'aime faire l'amour <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">le matin</span></span><div><br /></div><div>le reste du temps aussi, </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">matin</span></span></div><div>après-midi</div><div>soir</div><div>nuit</div><div><br /></div><div>mais au <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">matin</span></span> va ma préférence</div><div><br /></div><div>et vous ?</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3837099520722579597?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-21628891527401749852009-05-13T01:54:00.005+02:002009-05-16T02:08:34.867+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgcG3126ssI/AAAAAAAAAZk/xZa8BHYf6OY/s1600-h/danseur.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgcG3126ssI/AAAAAAAAAZk/xZa8BHYf6OY/s400/danseur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334239840063632066" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> ...................... danser ......................<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">je trouve cette photo très <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">belle</span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">et</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">je rêve d'avoir des Salomés Repetto de danseuse... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">dorées </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">sourire</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2162889152740174985?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-90863788313800114542009-05-12T01:13:00.003+02:002009-05-12T01:13:00.398+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgaO-7_jaEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5a64wL1_95U/s1600-h/PICT0069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgaO-7_jaEI/AAAAAAAAAZc/5a64wL1_95U/s400/PICT0069.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334108020574218306" /></a>je ne peux pas <br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">poursuivre</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">prolonger</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">continuer</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>une relation</div><div>qui n'est </div><div>QUE</div><div>charnelle</div><div>sans autre forme d'échange</div><div>QUE</div><div>le sexe</div><div><br /></div><div>besoin <br /></div><div>d'une (autre) proximité...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">et j'en suis profondément désolée...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">mais débuter ça oui..... sourire</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-9086378831380011454?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-65608407223044629882009-05-11T01:41:00.002+02:002009-05-11T01:41:00.777+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgV_wLprCJI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Otz85_Hi2og/s1600-h/TNSO.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgV_wLprCJI/AAAAAAAAAY0/Otz85_Hi2og/s400/TNSO.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333809799428245650" /></a>dans ma vie il y aura eu un avant "The No Smokink Orchestra"<div>dans ma vie il y aura un après ce concert...</div><div><br /></div><div>d'où le grand ménage...</div><div>par le vide</div><div><br /></div><div>je suis prête pour la suite de l'aventure... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6560840722304462988?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-89128752152181252002009-05-10T01:16:00.003+02:002009-05-10T11:54:46.550+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgW8N1Y6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/5DXjdbkcPYY/s1600-h/soulages.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgW8N1Y6ZPI/AAAAAAAAAZU/5DXjdbkcPYY/s400/soulages.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333876279546111218" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;">Pierre Soulages<br /></div></span><div><br />deux jours</div><div>deux hommes<br /><div>deux ruptures</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>les larmes vont tout nettoyer...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">(ben si... ce serait mal me connaître...)</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8912875215218125200?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-39349632990869963122009-05-09T02:13:00.000+02:002009-05-09T02:13:00.749+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgFyewwVq5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tYVNNjy0_bo/s1600-h/tendeur.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgFyewwVq5I/AAAAAAAAAYs/tYVNNjy0_bo/s400/tendeur.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332669306592668562" /></a><br />une main (droite) joue aux bords de mon sexe<div>ruisselant</div><div><br /></div><div>une main (gauche) tire la peau de mon pubis<br /></div><div>douleur</div><div><br /></div><div>jouissance... exquise</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3934963299086996312?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-62495514422705330962009-05-08T02:05:00.000+02:002009-05-08T02:05:00.477+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbLx_PVkMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xLifmjPqtDQ/s1600-h/geisha.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbLx_PVkMI/AAAAAAAAAYc/xLifmjPqtDQ/s400/geisha.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329671268689350850" /></a><br /><div>c'est pas le tout...<br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">"j'ai fort à faire..."</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; ">sourire</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6249551442270533096?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-78770917411085865902009-05-07T01:01:00.002+02:002009-05-07T01:01:00.923+02:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgFw31Q8-pI/AAAAAAAAAYk/_8BWw3I438U/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SgFw31Q8-pI/AAAAAAAAAYk/_8BWw3I438U/s400/IMG_0903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332667538276678290" /></a><br />je recherche <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">UN</span> homme qui...<div><br /><div>1. a beaucoup d'<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">i</span>magination</div><div>2. aime <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">BEAUCOUP</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">le sexe</span></span></div><div>3. est <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">poète</span></div><div>4. est doté de beaucoup d'h<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">u</span>mour</div><div><br /></div><div>PS 1 : l'ordre est primordial</div><div>PS 2 : le singulier l'emporterait sur le pluriel... pour une fois... sourire</div><div>PS 3 : et s'il sait empiler les pierres <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">aussi</span> c'est carrément l'apothéose... rires</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7877091741108586590?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-15969068534196495582009-05-06T01:58:00.002+02:002009-05-06T07:57:53.238+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbGHNpoADI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PnK3Tue3JZg/s1600-h/klimt.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbGHNpoADI/AAAAAAAAAYE/PnK3Tue3JZg/s400/klimt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329665036265193522" /></a><div><br />dix minutes dans tes bras<div>tes doigts qui me fouillent</div><div><br /></div><div>des orgasmes </div><div>à la chaîne</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>quatre</div><div>cinq...</div><div>...</div><div>six?</div><div>(j'ai arrêté de compter à trois... je crois)</div><div><br /></div><div>tout simplement </div><div>délicieux</div><div><br /></div><div>hmmmmmm</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1596906853419649558?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-19033744033638379392009-05-05T02:27:00.003+02:002009-05-05T02:27:00.794+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbJP9QKfaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/fSsuBdp0lUY/s1600-h/ffHomard.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfbJP9QKfaI/AAAAAAAAAYM/fSsuBdp0lUY/s400/ffHomard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329668485017140642" /></a><br />et on dirait que tu me déshabillerais<div>que tu m'attacherais au grand fauteuil </div><div>dans l'entrée</div><div>cuisses écartées</div><div><br /></div><div>et je verrais</div><div>ta langue </div><div>sur/dans/autour de mon sexe</div><div><br /></div><div>j'aimerais</div><div>jouir</div><div>ainsi </div><div>impudiquement</div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1903374403363837939?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-67191212532263543072009-05-04T01:16:00.002+02:002009-05-04T01:16:00.931+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sfa7jPnMU1I/AAAAAAAAAX8/OT4GDs8nuLs/s1600-h/ninette.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sfa7jPnMU1I/AAAAAAAAAX8/OT4GDs8nuLs/s400/ninette.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329653423200293714" /></a><br />je kiffe trop ce truc<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">(et d'abord je cause comme je veux...)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">en savoir plus ? c'est <a href="http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.trendhunter.com/images/phpthumbnails/16909_1_230.jpeg&amp;imgrefurl=http://www.trendhunter.com/trends/ninette-van-kamp-lingerie&amp;usg=__7aJTiQuS2bsL91iT53t5r4_EGtA=&amp;h=320&amp;w=228&amp;sz=5&amp;hl=fr&amp;start=13&amp;sig2=rKcZN4h7rrkpPl1bw1N3og&amp;tbnid=x2IWDOWeSuB_EM:&amp;tbnh=118&amp;tbnw=84&amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dninette%2Bvan%2Bkamp%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Dfr&amp;ei=srv2ScaJJ8SZjAes7-2_DA">ici</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6719121253226354307?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-75416653904256734162009-05-03T02:42:00.004+02:002009-05-03T11:24:38.166+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sfa1fxzoaGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VW7lDwhDPtM/s1600-h/lecheeonthespot.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sfa1fxzoaGI/AAAAAAAAAX0/VW7lDwhDPtM/s400/lecheeonthespot.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329646766590027874" /></a><br />je plante ma langue dans ton cul offert à ma gourmandise<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">grognements sourds</span></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">(déjà le grognement en soi c'est sourd alors ...)</span></span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>te manger encore</div><div>tu me plais comme ça...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><a href="http://www.pbase.com/jln/image/4949721">photographe</a></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7541665390425673416?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-32292510747613007282009-05-02T03:31:00.001+02:002009-05-02T03:31:00.754+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfazC73YXII/AAAAAAAAAXs/W7oO9P66wIs/s1600-h/peche1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfazC73YXII/AAAAAAAAAXs/W7oO9P66wIs/s400/peche1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329644072050646146" /></a><br />j'aime tes mains AVIDES qui glissent sur mon corps tendu avant de baiser<div><br /></div><div>j'aime tes mains douRces ... qui caressent mes courbes après l'amour</div><div><br /></div><div>j'aime...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/IYGaELqnFEOniEuV7hzJSQ">photographe</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3229251074761300728?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-64269427804844740262009-05-01T01:46:00.000+02:002009-05-01T01:46:00.758+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHM3mExUII/AAAAAAAAAVI/1wNoeCl2yPA/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHM3mExUII/AAAAAAAAAVI/1wNoeCl2yPA/s400/IMG_0808.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323761490014064770" /></a><br />... "fais moi jouir avec tes doigts<div>encore une fois", dis-je.</div><div><br /></div><div>ce qu'il fit aussitôt.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6426942780484474026?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-29840568189861123472009-04-30T03:02:00.000+02:002009-04-30T03:02:00.212+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfLEiUNN6wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/vNN6eZx8aMI/s1600-h/macbook-leopard.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfLEiUNN6wI/AAAAAAAAAXI/vNN6eZx8aMI/s400/macbook-leopard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328537402951461634" /></a><br /><br /><div>il me suit partout,<div>partout</div><div><br /></div><div>il contient mes plus grands trésors</div><div>des photos </div><div>des textes</div><div><br /></div><div>et surtout</div><div>de la musique</div><div><br /></div><div>parce que l'hôtel je veux bien y aller</div><div>mais sans musique</div><div>c'est non</div><div><br /></div><div>désolée ... (faut penser à tout dans la vie)</div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2984056818986112347?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-52763374990529415122009-04-29T01:42:00.001+02:002009-04-29T01:42:00.965+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHxWo2gXmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0CYjqaflTS4/s1600-h/point_arriere.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHxWo2gXmI/AAAAAAAAAWw/0CYjqaflTS4/s400/point_arriere.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328305205381455458" /></a><br />quand il se pose sur moi<div>coquin, </div><div>sur mon visage,</div><div>me dévisage... m'envisage</div><div>gourmand</div><div><br /></div><div>se réjouit </div><div>bientôt</div><div>jouir</div><div><br /></div><div>quand enfin il se pose</div><div>sur mes fesses...</div><div><br /></div><div>j'aime ton regard lubrique...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5276337499052941512?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-79677023286417101482009-04-28T01:53:00.000+02:002009-04-28T01:53:00.328+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHwk1xpVoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_mAf5zSg7Bw/s1600-h/aurore.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHwk1xpVoI/AAAAAAAAAWo/_mAf5zSg7Bw/s400/aurore.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328304349857273474" /></a><br />ta main<div><br /></div><div>deux doigts dans ma chatte, </div><div>un dans mon cul</div><div><br /></div><div>emmène-moi...</div><div><br /></div><div>loin</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://chantal.andrieubarrault.perso.sfr.fr/jpg/aurore.jpg">photographe </a></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7967702328641710148?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-73741239428924493032009-04-27T01:59:00.000+02:002009-04-27T01:59:00.928+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHv4jQt8vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CBxqhCDwPos/s1600-h/haikump.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SfHv4jQt8vI/AAAAAAAAAWg/CBxqhCDwPos/s400/haikump.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328303588973081330" /></a><br /><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"Car après réflexion, c'est exactement à ça que me fait penser ton blog... un joli parc à ciel ouvert où l'on peut flâner entre bosquets et massifs fleuris en se rendant d'une saynète érotique à une autre... Un lieu très zen et très reposant, avec un petit jardin d'hiver où l'on peut s'installer pour regarder la pluie tomber sur les arbres et ruisseler le long des oeuvres exposées. Un lieu enchanté aussi avec de petites étincelles de plaisir flottant entre les feuillages. Un lieu ouvert à un public d'amateurs d'art enfin, venus là pour admirer tes oeuvres et échanger quelques mots avec l'artiste... les étincelles de plaisir sont particulièrement belles dans la douce clarté dans la lune..."</span></span></span></span></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial">euh ... merci </p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"><br /></p><p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial"><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7374123942892449303?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-45677390529232587862009-04-26T02:14:00.002+02:002009-04-28T11:36:46.267+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeMAAugvlgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ENMUxEvY0B0/s1600-h/capture1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 70px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeMAAugvlgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/ENMUxEvY0B0/s400/capture1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099196967425538" /></a><br />J'ai fait comme tout le monde...<div>je suis partie à la recherche des jolis mots</div><div>qui vous permettent d'arriver ici...</div><div><br /></div><div>hé oui ma fille ...</div><div>assume !</div><div>(sourire)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- doigt dans la chatte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- depucelage </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- femmeenchaleur.com</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- formule de politesse</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- je suis comme je suis prevert</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- sexes epiles</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- "broute-moi mon minou"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- "dans ma chatte" god</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- 06 68 c'est fau numero de tel ou pas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- 1er groupe de singulier</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- 7h48</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- amitiés et relations</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- amour enfonce ton engin dans ma chatte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- animal sexymen</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- as tu eue</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- baggy trop mou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- baiser à l'hôtel mercure</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- bien dans ma chatte.com</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- blog jouissement</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- blog quadra sexy</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- chiche</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- cul écartelé</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- depuceler par 2 hommes</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- embouteillage sexe</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- explore toi</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- fellations en direct</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- formule de politesse "mes amitiés"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- godage masculin</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- gode save ma chatte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- gode température</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- histoires de depucelage de cul</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- hmmmmmmm</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- j'ai fait l'amour pluriel</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- j'ai joui dans mon pantalon</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- j'aime dépuceler</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- je fais l'amour avec l'amant de ma femme</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- l'histoire de mon dépucelage</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- l'orgasme sous le fouet</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- l'ours + zoologie</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- la cyprine sur mon string</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- les boules de geisha pour faire les courses ou le ménage</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- léche moi le minou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- mon sexe béant</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- phallus photo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- photo men helas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- plurielle de surprenant</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- qui a dit "I have a dream"</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- rasée</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- retard température élévée</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- sexe à moi veronique@gmail.com</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- sexes masculins épilés</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- température élevée en 7 lettres</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- tromper l'ennui</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- tu en joui mes pensées</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- tu m'as bien eu</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- tu m'as bien eue</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- verbe du premier groupe qui veut dire oui</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- vièrges épilées</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- vous avez un nouveau message sexy</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- zoologie sexe</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Je ne me moque pas... mais certains de ces mots m'ont bien fait rire ou juste sourire... donc merci à ceux qui les ont tapés... </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4567739052923258786?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-13113952670874671272009-04-25T01:27:00.001+02:002009-04-25T01:27:00.344+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeL9ibfdPaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zzYhIuCJKpQ/s1600-h/PICT0315.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeL9ibfdPaI/AAAAAAAAAVg/zzYhIuCJKpQ/s400/PICT0315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324096477442424226" /></a><br />à ma demande, il m'a attachée <div>mains liées par un grand cordon blanc</div><div>corps habillé d'une corde</div><div><br /></div><div>je m'empale sur sa queue </div><div>il attend, il m'observe...</div><div><br /></div><div>quand je vais jouir</div><div>il appuie son pouce</div><div>sur mon cou</div><div>une fraction de seconde</div><div><br /></div><div>orgasme </div><div>violent</div><div>déroutant...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1311395267087467127?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-23257796946456819712009-04-24T02:09:00.003+02:002009-04-24T19:24:34.625+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHI-VV075I/AAAAAAAAAUw/9OOZoK3o-hE/s1600-h/sortie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 123px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHI-VV075I/AAAAAAAAAUw/9OOZoK3o-hE/s400/sortie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323757207734775698" /></a><br />Pendant que le groupe jouait un morceau très doux, j'ai senti un pouce se poser sur le lien que j'ai toujours autour du cou. Une voix d'homme a raisonné à mon oreille.<div>- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Lsingulière, j'ai envie de vous baiser.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Alors je me suis retournée, j'ai plongé mon regard dans le sien, je lui ai souri et j'ai attrapé la main qu'il me tendait. Nous nous sommes frayés un passage à travers la foule compacte jusqu'à l'extérieur de la salle.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">"Toute sortie est définitive."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2325779694645681971?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-53253957799482402062009-04-23T03:05:00.002+02:002009-04-23T03:05:00.469+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Se1VdYxB70I/AAAAAAAAAWY/hhTSWtvO0gY/s1600-h/PICT0091.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Se1VdYxB70I/AAAAAAAAAWY/hhTSWtvO0gY/s400/PICT0091.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327007897601830722" /></a><br />quand l'envie de sexe<div>quittant le ventre</div><div>arrive dans le cerveau</div><div>et demeure</div><div>à demeure</div><div><br /></div><div>trop tard...</div><div><br /></div><div>le manque est déjà là...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">fuck me...</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5325395779948240206?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-64670476728408874842009-04-22T01:47:00.002+02:002009-04-22T01:47:00.497+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeVznCX1YvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mse0JEGc8bY/s1600-h/PICT0050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeVznCX1YvI/AAAAAAAAAWA/mse0JEGc8bY/s400/PICT0050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324789248924410610" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Times;"><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; ">Je te regarde </div><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; ">Tu me déshabilles... un peu trop vite...</div><div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "><div>Retrouver ton odeur,</div><div>Mes mains  sur ta peau</div><div>Tes mains comme des caresses d'homme pressé</div><div>Tes doigts à l'assaut de ma chatte,</div><div>Mon odeur de bête excitée</div><div>(femme en rut)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>envie de jouir debout contre toi</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6467047672840887484?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-75525578355341327072009-04-21T01:46:00.003+02:002009-04-21T07:12:57.197+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHLdiyx9bI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ndBGwsLfZ3E/s1600-h/autoroutes_actuel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHLdiyx9bI/AAAAAAAAAVA/ndBGwsLfZ3E/s400/autoroutes_actuel.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323759942945076658" /></a><br />tes mots murmurés à l'oreille<div>l'excitation monte... vite</div><div>nos désirs impatients</div><div>nos sexes affamés</div><div>nos doigts caressants</div><div>nos souffles saccadés</div><div>nos jouissances...</div><div>un même plaisir</div><div><br /></div><div>tes mots murmurés à l'oreille</div><div>dans mon téléphone...</div><div><br /></div><div>pourquoi t'es loin ? </div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7552557835534132707?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-52290820348953996122009-04-20T02:05:00.003+02:002009-04-20T02:05:00.608+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHNVRUIANI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2vqoqgKMc6M/s1600-h/PICT0009.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeHNVRUIANI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/2vqoqgKMc6M/s400/PICT0009.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323761999837397202" /></a><br />je n'aime pas l'odeur de son sexe,<div><div><br /></div><div><div><div>son goût si...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5229082034895399612?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-57305475332595920822009-04-18T01:36:00.003+02:002009-04-18T01:36:00.786+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SegY0rOCOPI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uMt6-XdD1uM/s1600-h/PICT0038.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SegY0rOCOPI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/uMt6-XdD1uM/s400/PICT0038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325533852599466226" /></a><br />je me prépare au rituel...<div>oh ! juste 15 minutes</div><div>c'est suffisant...</div><div>je commence,</div><div>j'accélère le rythme</div><div>j'accentue les mouvements</div><div>je me cale sur l'engin</div><div>que je tiens entre mes deux mains</div><div>...</div><div>je sens mes seins,</div><div>à travers le tissu de mon T shirt,</div><div>pointer...</div><div>  </div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">j'adore sauter à la corde le matin... sourire</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière par N.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5730547533259592082?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-90920291439290141412009-04-16T06:46:00.004+02:002009-04-16T07:13:02.117+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sea-Kxmy55I/AAAAAAAAAWI/5gTKH_qGRbk/s1600-h/PICT0042.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sea-Kxmy55I/AAAAAAAAAWI/5gTKH_qGRbk/s400/PICT0042.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325152701736216466" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">... je t'envoie [...] des instants figés dans le temps par l'envie et le désir...</span><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;">ma boîte mail, le matin, est un écrin des mots doux écrits la nuit</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial;font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-9092029143929014141?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-90739990848976170652009-04-14T12:06:00.005+02:002009-04-14T12:08:31.924+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeRgQLjiWoI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PT4xHHscMTQ/s1600-h/PICT0021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SeRgQLjiWoI/AAAAAAAAAV4/PT4xHHscMTQ/s400/PICT0021.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324486490554784386" /></a> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-9073999084897617065?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-78013411525870105772009-04-04T03:03:00.019+02:002009-04-12T13:21:13.084+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SdUBzClVYpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/OoSQImSqmao/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SdUBzClVYpI/AAAAAAAAAUo/OoSQImSqmao/s400/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320160511186526866" /></a><br />oui,<div><div>je sais...</div><div>encore !</div><div>(sourire)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>ne soyez pas sage...</div><div>rentrée programmée le 20 avril...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7801341152587010577?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-87888405946934364602009-04-03T01:47:00.004+02:002009-04-03T06:41:23.813+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SdL-iaSqPEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ND9uM2Sm25k/s1600-h/voiture_p%C3%A9dale.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SdL-iaSqPEI/AAAAAAAAAUg/ND9uM2Sm25k/s400/voiture_p%C3%A9dale.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319593977004571714" /></a><br /><div>je sors de l'hôtel</div><div>je monte le volume </div><div>Babybird (retrouvé) <br />je conduis... de la main gauche<div>mon nez collé à ma main droite</div><div>(...)</div><div>à l'intérieur...</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">l'odeur de ton sexe</span></div><div>sourire</div><div><br /></div><div>je revois mes deux mains</div><div>sur ta queue</div><div>quand je la suce...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8788840594693436460?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-83046761508673927302009-04-02T02:39:00.001+02:002009-04-02T02:39:00.883+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc8g-OOpb7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/PgUNOVLRAuY/s1600-h/anatomie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 387px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc8g-OOpb7I/AAAAAAAAAUY/PgUNOVLRAuY/s400/anatomie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318505938291355570" /></a><br /><div><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'aime vraiment beaucoup le sexe.</span><div><br /></div><div>J'aime beaucoup le sexe. Vraiment.<br /></div><div><br /></div><div>aime beaucoup J' le sexe vraiment.</div><div><br /></div><div>J'aivaimaisvai vraivaimentven beauveaucoupvou leve sevexeve.</div><div><br /></div><div>J'aime le sexe, beaucoup. Vraiment ?</div><div><br /></div><div>- J'aime le sexe.</div><div>- Vraiment ?</div><div>- ... Beaucoup</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">euh.... j'aime vraiment beaucoup le sexe... chuttttttt</span></div><div><br /></div><div>vraiment sexe le J' beaucoup aime</div><div><br /></div><div>- Le sexe ? </div><div>- J'aime. Vraiment. Beaucoup</div><div><br /></div><div>Un jour d'automne, froid mais ensoleillé, je m'étais promenée dans un parc de la ville. J'avais ramassé <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">beaucoup</span> de feuilles pour en faire un bouquet de couleurs. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Vraiment</span>, cette année-là, le soleil avait donné un peu plus d'or aux arbres et je me souviens avoir été particulièrement éblouie par le spectacle. Je m'étais assise sur un banc et j'écoutais d'une oreille distraite deux adolescentes qui discutaient près de moi. Elles conversaient sur <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">le sexe</span> en général et les garçons en particulier. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">J'aime</span> penser à ces moments doux quand bloquée dans ma voiture, je suis coincée dans un embouteillage et que tous s'agitent autour de moi... </div><div><br /></div><div>Sexe, sexe, sexe, sexe,sexe,sexe...</div><div><br /></div><div>J'aime mettre mes mains dans les fourrures</div><div>vraiment toutes... Je leur donne</div><div>beaucoup de caresses, quel que soit </div><div>le sexe de mon animal de compagnie.</div><div><br /></div><div>I crave for sex</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ça me donne envie de relire les </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">"Exercices de style"</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> de Raymond Queneau</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8304676150867392730?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-53942575794099423602009-04-01T01:16:00.002+02:002009-04-01T06:14:35.313+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc4IJeZ6LAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/seQmWL5y7jo/s1600-h/PICT0010.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc4IJeZ6LAI/AAAAAAAAAUI/seQmWL5y7jo/s400/PICT0010.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318197168844712962" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Te caresser le corps et toucher ton coeur.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Toucher ton corps et caresser ton coeur.</span></div><div><br /></div><div>je suis prête...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5394257579409942360?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-17141186533197364552009-03-31T00:01:00.000+02:002009-03-31T00:01:00.076+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnWqn6E32I/AAAAAAAAATY/EgchJ6Jez1A/s1600-h/gainsbourg.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnWqn6E32I/AAAAAAAAATY/EgchJ6Jez1A/s400/gainsbourg.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317016862843002722" /></a><br /><div>1969... birth</div><div>1970</div><div>1971</div><div>1972</div><div>1973</div><div>1974</div><div>1975</div><div>1976</div><div>1977</div><div>1978</div><div>1979</div><div>1980</div><div>1981</div><div>1982</div><div>1983</div><div>1984</div><div>1985</div><div>1986</div><div>1987</div><div>1988</div><div>1989</div><div>1990</div><div>1991</div><div>1992</div><div>1993</div><div>1994</div><div>1995</div><div>1996</div><div>1997</div><div>1998</div><div>1999</div><div>2000</div><div>2001</div><div>2002</div><div>2003</div><div>2004</div><div>2005</div><div>2006</div><div>2007</div><div>2008</div><div>2009...  <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">40 bougies... pffffffffff  (et ... sourire)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:10px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1714118653319736455?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-34795257174252721522009-03-30T01:26:00.001+02:002009-03-30T06:53:25.576+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnfhvwrqOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hYk3kTKe_Rk/s1600-h/Photo1+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnfhvwrqOI/AAAAAAAAAUA/hYk3kTKe_Rk/s400/Photo1+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317026605936912610" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Je recherche à Avignon, un hébergement pendant le festival.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">A bon entendeur...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span></div><div>Faire offre à lsinguliere@gmail.com<br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3479525717425272152?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-89331314539036102972009-03-29T01:20:00.006+01:002009-03-29T08:33:42.694+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc4mKKkMUXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iiYQ25dYnNM/s1600-h/PICT0006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sc4mKKkMUXI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/iiYQ25dYnNM/s400/PICT0006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318230166047838578" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; ">aujourd'hui,</span></div><div><div>toi</div><div>moi</div><div><br /></div><div>le sexe</div><div>entre nous</div><div>infini</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>jouir </div><div>l'un de l'autre</div><div>l'autre de l'un</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>peau contre peau</div><div>(frissons)</div><div>encore</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>encore...</div><div>toi</div><div>moi</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">nous</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsinguliere</span></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8933131453903610297?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-28697478811006588702009-03-28T03:03:00.000+01:002009-03-28T03:03:00.636+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnckF4ahUI/AAAAAAAAATw/MmeV5li2OFg/s1600-h/PICT0399.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnckF4ahUI/AAAAAAAAATw/MmeV5li2OFg/s400/PICT0399.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317023347699778882" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /></div>un regard...<div>ta bouche qui s'empare de la mienne</div><div>inapaisée</div><div>lèvres soudées dans un même désir</div><div>indétachables</div><div>peaux qui ont soif l'une de l'autre</div><div>insatiables</div><div>mes mains qui t'explorent</div><div>inassouvies</div><div><br /><div> </div><div>laisse-moi donner</div><div>laisse...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2869747881100658870?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-1147021877029592092009-03-27T01:12:00.001+01:002009-03-27T01:12:00.688+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScncKoA1ipI/AAAAAAAAATo/DwjdwAp81h4/s1600-h/PICT0012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScncKoA1ipI/AAAAAAAAATo/DwjdwAp81h4/s400/PICT0012.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317022910185310866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScnbzKBlo8I/AAAAAAAAATg/_N9ucg3A0NA/s1600-h/PICT0399.JPG" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></a>ta queue qui palpite au fond de ma gorge<div>(que le temps s'écoule lentement...)</div><div>sourire</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-114702187702959209?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-74662756270904422262009-03-26T02:08:00.001+01:002009-03-26T02:08:00.286+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScLRKTwx4rI/AAAAAAAAAS4/6WGgWdnG5HA/s1600-h/bulle-commune-doubs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScLRKTwx4rI/AAAAAAAAAS4/6WGgWdnG5HA/s400/bulle-commune-doubs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315040485284373170" /></a><br />- Quelle est ma plus grande richesse ?<div><br /></div><div>- ... la liberté.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-7466275627090442226?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-23162104397951590922009-03-25T01:33:00.001+01:002009-03-25T01:33:00.885+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SckolH3ZbxI/AAAAAAAAATI/W9PtCci_dEY/s1600-h/DrapsBlancs.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SckolH3ZbxI/AAAAAAAAATI/W9PtCci_dEY/s400/DrapsBlancs.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316825453319253778" /></a><br />agenouillée sur le lit défait,<div>j'entends<div>l'eau qui coule sur ton corps</div><div>rebondit sur le carrelage,</div><div>ma main glisse sur mon clito</div><div>commence à jouer, et puis</div><div><br /></div><div>j'entends</div><div>l'eau...</div><div>s'est arrêtée de couler</div><div>temps comme suspendu</div><div><br /></div><div>ta langue sur mon anneau</div><div><br /></div><div>et</div><div>soupirer</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2316210439795159092?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-65875877472646191902009-03-24T02:10:00.002+01:002009-03-24T02:10:00.649+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFyPT050rI/AAAAAAAAASw/PTmDNwDgLsg/s1600-h/train.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFyPT050rI/AAAAAAAAASw/PTmDNwDgLsg/s400/train.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314654642619667122" /></a><br />sur un banc assise,<div>je t'attends.</div><div><br /></div><div>les yeux fermés,</div><div>je t'attends.</div><div><br /></div><div>ton train est annoncé,</div><div>(ma peau frissonne)</div><div>quatre sens tendus vers toi</div><div><br /></div><div>je sens dans mon cou... </div><div>un baiser,</div><div>léger</div><div>j'ouvre les yeux,</div><div>je te regarde</div><div><br /></div><div>je souris...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">(assurément cette idée me plaît beaucoup... à méditer donc... sourire)</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6587587747264619190?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-39423198328273083002009-03-23T09:42:00.007+01:002009-03-23T10:31:12.380+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScdVTlE_RyI/AAAAAAAAATA/tMog08pwrBs/s1600-h/cd.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScdVTlE_RyI/AAAAAAAAATA/tMog08pwrBs/s400/cd.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316311679993071394" /></a><br />Des mois que j'y travaille sur ce premier album ... le résultat dépasse toutes mes espérances... rires<div><br /><div>Trêve de plaisanterie... <a href="http://papillonnages.canalblog.com/archives/2009/03/22/13074145.html">VéroPapillon</a> a poussé le tag jusqu'ici... et voici la marche à suivre pour les 5 que je tague avec plaisir...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. Dans </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Wikipédia</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, on choisit "random article" ou "un article au hasard". Le premier article qui sort donne </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">le</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">nom de ton groupe</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. Dans </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Wikiquote</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> ( page des citations de Wikipédia ), on choisit "random page" ou "page au hasard". Les derniers mots de la dernière citation de la page sont </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">le titre de ton album.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. Dans </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Flickr</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">, on clique sur "explore the last seven days" ou "7 derniers jours" et la 3ème image qui sort est </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">la pochette de ton album.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. Avec un logiciel de retouches photo ( </span><a href="http://www.01net.com/telecharger/windows/Multimedia/photo_numerique/gra_index.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ici</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> ), on colle les mots sur l'image et le tour est joué !</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5. Faire passer le tag à 5 blogueurs...</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">et donc, en espérant qu'ils ont envie de jouer, j'envoie à ...</span></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lettreslibres.zeblog.com/">Christophe Bohren</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://dosto29.over-blog.com/">Dosto</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://angele24.wordpress.com/">La lionne</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://baiserfrancais.canalblog.com/">Nicocerise</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://laurent764.blogspot.com/">L08</a></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:13px;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3942319832827308300?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-80569784411591746152009-03-22T02:12:00.002+01:002009-03-22T02:12:00.355+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFafbpuuzI/AAAAAAAAASo/tD6Muy7NuGo/s1600-h/foto3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFafbpuuzI/AAAAAAAAASo/tD6Muy7NuGo/s400/foto3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314628531319126834" /></a><br />singulièrement... <div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photographe connu...</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8056978441159174615?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-68256085520054100212009-03-21T02:11:00.001+01:002009-03-21T02:11:00.741+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFZDz9piRI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZnL0J1jaMeM/s1600-h/Romy-by-Giancarlo-Botti-1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 271px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/ScFZDz9piRI/AAAAAAAAASg/ZnL0J1jaMeM/s400/Romy-by-Giancarlo-Botti-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314626957297158418" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-large;">arrière</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:24px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:24px;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">machine</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">faire</span></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photo Giancarlo Botti</span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6825608552005410021?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-64459777872911866602009-03-20T01:10:00.001+01:002009-03-20T17:05:37.539+01:00<div>  </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6445977787291186660?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-85209808973215020822009-03-19T01:23:00.002+01:002009-03-19T19:02:27.036+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb1JjGEINMI/AAAAAAAAASI/kHyMu1oidZc/s1600-h/IMG_0568.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb1JjGEINMI/AAAAAAAAASI/kHyMu1oidZc/s400/IMG_0568.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313484002639230146" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 19px; font-family:'-webkit-sans-serif';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">comme je suis maîtresse et maîtresse... je transmets... </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"><br /></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">"Un godemichet (ou un gode) ou olisbos ou dildo en </span></span></span></span><a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anglais" title="Anglais" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">anglais</span></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> (en français, parfois orthographié godemiché et abrégé en gode ou en miché), est un </span></span></span></span><a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jouet_sexuel" title="Jouet sexuel" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">jouet sexuel</span></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> destiné à procurer les sensations offertes par un </span></span></span></span><a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phallus" title="Phallus" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">phallus</span></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">, lors de la </span></span></span></span><a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Masturbation" title="Masturbation" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">masturbation</span></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;"> ou lors des </span></span></span></span><a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rapport_sexuel" title="Rapport sexuel" style="text-decoration: none; background-image: none; background-repeat: initial; background-attachment: initial; -webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-color: initial; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">rapports sexuels</span></span></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:georgia;">." </span></span></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8520980897321502082?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-43801770335655287152009-03-18T01:42:00.002+01:002009-04-17T07:45:55.258+02:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb1OknC1xUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TarClVM8YLc/s1600-h/PICT0024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb1OknC1xUI/AAAAAAAAASQ/TarClVM8YLc/s400/PICT0024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313489526230205762" /></a><br />encore dix jours avant de faire l'amour avec toi...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière by Ls</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4380177033565528715?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-24029589771931893852009-03-17T01:17:00.001+01:002009-03-17T01:17:01.057+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb7D-kFyf9I/AAAAAAAAASY/QG9ELgwlBDk/s1600-h/16+08+8+(104).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb7D-kFyf9I/AAAAAAAAASY/QG9ELgwlBDk/s400/16+08+8+(104).JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313900089951027154" /></a><br />Il paraît que les fellations (longues) sont meilleures sous le soleil...<div>Il paraît.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photographe inconnu</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-2402958977193189385?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-81810569568779614562009-03-16T03:08:00.002+01:002009-03-16T07:03:30.317+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb0zzFfZLFI/AAAAAAAAASA/vGEvSDjXXHc/s1600-h/DSC-lavabo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/Sb0zzFfZLFI/AAAAAAAAASA/vGEvSDjXXHc/s400/DSC-lavabo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313460088107248722" /></a><br />je me penche contre le lavabo<div>c'est froid...</div><div>tu soulèves ma jupe</div><div>enfonce deux doigts dans ma chatte...</div><div>c'est chaud... </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-8181056956877961456?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-33184580044737264592009-03-15T02:37:00.001+01:002009-03-15T02:37:00.569+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOIT9IWkjI/AAAAAAAAARo/wpl8lTxleaE/s1600-h/PICT0088.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOIT9IWkjI/AAAAAAAAARo/wpl8lTxleaE/s400/PICT0088.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310738262008435250" /></a><br />à m'attendre comme ça,<div>nu</div><div>yeux bandés</div><div>souffle court</div><div>sexe dressé</div><div>offert...</div><div><br /></div><div>tu m'as bien eue...</div><div>sourire</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">photo Lsingulière</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-3318458004473726459?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-57937942950242400692009-03-14T01:42:00.002+01:002009-03-14T01:42:00.305+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOGoxfsFqI/AAAAAAAAARg/YvFxY5fdvFI/s1600-h/glacon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 210px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOGoxfsFqI/AAAAAAAAARg/YvFxY5fdvFI/s400/glacon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310736420639086242" /></a><br />je sens mon sexe impatient, bouillonnant,<div>sensation ahurissante...<br /><div>femme en chaleur, </div><div>ta queue pénètre ma chatte</div><div>ma fièvre te gagne</div><div>tu me trouves bouillante</div><div>tes coups de rein me plongent dans le plaisir</div><div>je jouis</div><div>vite,</div><div>fort</div><div><br /></div><div>terrassée</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-5793794295024240069?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-19787639147790753822009-03-13T02:54:00.000+01:002009-03-13T02:54:00.266+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOEexNU4bI/AAAAAAAAARY/Zc3vNOOAjIc/s1600-h/gribouille(bouille+de+grenouille_typepad.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOEexNU4bI/AAAAAAAAARY/Zc3vNOOAjIc/s400/gribouille(bouille+de+grenouille_typepad.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310734049740120498" /></a><br />aspirer,<div>lécher,</div><div>engloutir,</div><div>avaler...</div><div><br /></div><div>arrêter de penser au sexe 3 heures d'affilé même (et surtout) si ce stage est d'un mortel ennui... sourire...</div><div><br /></div><div>embrasser,</div><div>mordiller,</div><div>sucer...</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">photo bouille de grenouille</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-1978763914779075382?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-63299346457169183922009-03-12T03:05:00.002+01:002009-03-12T03:05:00.122+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOCFCaZImI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zsHeZqKmaJs/s1600-h/bouchon.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbOCFCaZImI/AAAAAAAAARQ/zsHeZqKmaJs/s400/bouchon.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310731408658473570" /></a><br />ta tête entre mes cuisse...<div>ta bouche sur mon sexe béant,<div>ta langue qui lèche à grands coups mon cul,</div><div>tes lèvres qui chatouillent ma fente</div><div>mon corps parcouru de spasmes</div><div>mon regard qui se délecte du spectacle,</div><div><br /></div><div>une cascade de plaisirs...</div><div>un seul mot d'ordre...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">encore !</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-6329934645716918392?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-45080289420440402122009-03-11T02:04:00.004+01:002009-03-11T08:30:24.496+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbLxlzKVwKI/AAAAAAAAARI/CkGLKOr4i6I/s1600-h/Austin_Mini_01.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbLxlzKVwKI/AAAAAAAAARI/CkGLKOr4i6I/s400/Austin_Mini_01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310572542314266786" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(celle-là, je ne l'ai plus...)</span></span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>je roule vers toi<div>mon esprit en roue libre</div><div>les pensées vagabondent</div><div>les kilomètres défilent</div><div>la distance s'amenuise de seconde en seconde</div><div>de mètre en mètre</div><div><br /></div><div>j'arrive ... </div><div>déjà trempée de mon désir pour toi</div><div>étreins-moi,</div><div>éteins-moi...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4508028942044040212?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5186503244864798527.post-46432689382010120892009-03-10T01:40:00.002+01:002009-03-10T01:40:00.488+01:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbLu2M7vqFI/AAAAAAAAARA/jaobCMjS6ic/s1600-h/ecran.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5Av70BfofUY/SbLu2M7vqFI/AAAAAAAAARA/jaobCMjS6ic/s400/ecran.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310569525575395410" /></a><br />je ne me souviens JAMAIS de mes rêves,<div>et, cette nuit-là je me suis réveillée en plein rêve érotique,</div><div>les sens désorientés</div><div>le pyjama trempé</div><div>les jambes tremblantes</div><div>le souffle court...</div><div><br /></div><div>waouh ... un effet dingue,</div><div>allez je file vite me (re)coucher... sourire</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5186503244864798527-4643268938201012089?l=lsinguliereplurielle.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>L singulière pluriellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01538300878422723918noreply@blogger.com17