Château Darius
St. Émilion
St. Émilion, Libournais, Bordeaux, France
Low $, low alcohol, crazy good - take a swig👣🕶🍷
She’s a country sort casual, cool, in a simplistic seductive red dress showing voluptuous skin draped and contrasted in a purple sarong-like shawl clinging to her shoulders and rim, earthen, perhaps a tinge of wood maybe leather surely more than lace, somewhat feral playing around swirling, twirling ”dazzling dancing half enchanted,” I pull her close, breathing in her deep essence, I spin her left then right taking her close to the edge as she spills over wetting my lips into my mouth drifting slowly clinging unctuous and warm, she takes her time, deeper, as an errant drop drips from the corner of my mouth her ruby round essence slides down my pectoral finding linen, landing marking the moment - the music changes and I am reminded to take another hit, blue and red berries - musky blueberry and cherry. We dance all night. I get her name, her number and take her home ... “ohhhh what a niiight...” (vintage Dells and this sexy rough around the edges fine thing) hanging @ the Beau paddle dock on Taylor’s Creek during this the Season of The Witch - drink up and enjoy✌🏽💙💚☀️🌊👣🕶🍂🎃🎼🍷🌀
Low $, low alcohol, crazy good - take a swig👣🕶🍷
She’s a country sort casual, cool, in a simplistic seductive red dress showing voluptuous skin draped and contrasted in a purple sarong-like shawl clinging to her shoulders and rim, earthen, perhaps a tinge of wood maybe leather surely more than lace, somewhat feral playing around swirling, twirling ”dazzling dancing half enchanted,” I pull her close, breathing in her deep essence, I spin her left then right taking her close to the edge as she spills over wetting my lips into my mouth drifting slowly clinging unctuous and warm, she takes her time, deeper, as an errant drop drips from the corner of my mouth her ruby round essence slides down my pectoral finding linen, landing marking the moment - the music changes and I am reminded to take another hit, blue and red berries - musky blueberry and cherry. We dance all night. I get her name, her number and take her home ... “ohhhh what a niiight...” (vintage Dells and this sexy rough around the edges fine thing) hanging @ the Beau paddle dock on Taylor’s Creek during this the Season of The Witch - drink up and enjoy✌🏽💙💚☀️🌊👣🕶🍂🎃🎼🍷🌀
