Explore your treasures of pleasure

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It begins with EXPLORE
It all starts with a feeling. It begins with a soothing connection, a passionate desire to kiss and dine with that special somebody – a self-created mutual figure pregnant of rhythms of romance.
It begins with divine melodies of enticing touches, sizzling through your tempted neck down to the theatre of your passion: the heart. When you enter that office of caressing pleasures, all you have to do is grip the seductive ambience and master the feeling of priesthood dominance.
It begins with eyes gullible enough to see through the heart, the hidden language of sensational hugs of fidelity, cooling down your fears of lost pleasures. It begins with a magnet so strong to unite the present and future but deep enough to marry two hearts of strangers to awaken the dead curls of their stormy love.
It begins with a tender gaze that immediately ignites the sandy souls with treasures of compassionate smiles and imaginary intimacies. It begins with a simple winkle, brilliant enough to iron the wrinkles of past heart-breaks and bitter tales.
It begins with EXPLORE: the only fragrance that explores the beginnings of your love and treasure your tales of pleasure.
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By Blessing Mhlanga. 8/10/2019. Please note that the above text is a product of the writer’s fictional work. Names of people or companies are coincidental.


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