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International Cooking Series

Beautiful Quisqueya : Ayiti & La República Dominicana - Part 1

1. Los Tres Golpes 🇩🇴

2. Kremas 🇭🇹

3. Chimichurri/Chimi Dominicano con Batata Frita 🇩🇴

4. Poisson Gros Sel avec Diri ak Pwa 🇭🇹

5.Moro de Guandules/Arroz con Gandules y Albóndigas con Tostones 🇩🇴

6. Salad Betrav avec Poule en Sauce 🇭🇹

7. Croquetas y Pastelitos 🇩🇴 

8. Accra 🇭🇹 

9. Morir Soñando 🇩🇴

10. Sancocho 🇩🇴

From her eye watering engraved images, to the explosive tsunami onion twerk which became an outlier in her overall impressive body of work. Dare to enter The Eye of The Strom of El Reina, Katt Leya.   –
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm – My Honey SweetYou were afraid to let it out and kept your jaws tight. Your head was turning on heavens pillow left and right. I remember making love to you while you were pretending to be asleep. Straight off came the nightgown as the midnight rodeo began its play. The title of the mixtape, “Commencing of The Pipe Down” continues. I was rubbing on your favorite features and holding onto your super sized strapless bazookas while balancing myself on your bodacious backside, doggie style. I was sweating and banging out your braids against the hotel head board all night.  You used those box braids as cushions while I was mining for your olympic gold medal. When you awoke, I was caught balancing myself, standing on my tippy toes for better leverage. The people in the room next door was mad as hell but we didn’t seem to care. We kept on doing what we do lost in our intimate private party for two. During our session I hit and curved around corners, blazed angles as your ankles digged into the sides of my waist. Your heels then pressed against and curled around my lower back, pulling me deeper inside to explore the depths of your hidden cave.
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
The ocean waters became rough. The wind from the eye of the storm started to pick up. Your boat rocked from side to side, bouncing me around and about. Not a life preserver was in sight. No rope or paddle were present. I found myself lost at sea in fear the deep waters would swallow and digest my very essences. With aide of the hotel room beacon light, I watched you close your eyes tight. Then they suddenly popped wide open upon my entry. How you tried to play it off. It was as if you were in denial after experiencing something different for the very first time. So I swam to the edge to catch my breath. –
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
As the melody played there were muffled sounds of ecstasy, more like sweet music to my ears, as you laid underneath grinding and winding to the hardcore underground instrumental mix produced by yours truly. The way you gripped and squeezed those pillows that night, so tightly. It singed an image into my brain which will remain an unforgettable memory lasting for a lifetime. We fought then struggled until you had weaken. I had to hold on and give it to you with all my might. If only I could wait out the storm until it pass. You had me counting jelly beans to myself. l needed a distraction to keep from thinking about the tingling sensation that was right around the corner. It was like most nights we spend together. Shit had gotten a little crazy, right?
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm I recall looking up at the ceiling screamin’ at the top of my lungs saying, “Can you feel me?” You arched your butt highter and said, “Hell yeah!” You made me feel like the most cherished prize fighter who was just let out of the cage to box the night before, after bringing home a winners purse. You allowed me to release all of my intense anger and frustration. My mental state at the time was similar to a raging caged animal. It was you who helped me weather the eye of the storm, as your champion lover. You knew I was tight but told me everything would be alright. You displayed unconditional love and acceptance. I believe and trusted in your words.
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
Starring in your eyes kissing and nestling on your buttermilk, silver dollar size nipples, tasting better than any IHOP pancakes made. They were so moist and melted in my mouth. They had to have tasted like the flavor of the year and I whispered exactly that inside your ear. I flipped you over and placed your hands above your head in a wrestlers submission position. Your body started movin’ and twitching. Then I threw your legs up in a diamond shoulder suplex hold. Letting you feel the swinging  pipe of steel, meant only for you. You were screamin’ and shakin’. Talkin’ bout “Daddy, please. Oh my God, it feels like you’re killing me”. Blood pressure rising, rushing to your head and out of breath as I flipped that ass back over only to start all over again. 
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Apple bottom, sitting on a magic carpet with a view. Her seat to the throne stands before you. What color are her Katt Claws today? Oh, how I live to see her paint then lick her lips and hear the sounds of her moans with both hands firmly placed on her hips. It’s hot sex in the air sweat drippin’, popcorn & butta pourin’. Blowin’ out that freshly done weave. You’ll see. Doing all that I can to please. Now her legs are weak, kinda webblin’ and wobblin’.
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Just before it was almost over baby girl pushed me on the bed and onto my back. Honey Sweet saddled up with her own game plan style of attack. Licking me up and down silly plus swallowed all of the ice cream. If you know what I mean. That night Baby Girl made all my dreams ignite. Leaving my body relaxed, allowing my mind to take flight. Along with all the icing on her cake. How can I ever repay you? I can barely wait for our next scheduled date.
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I can see it in your eyes. It’s been a long time. The hesitation in your voice tells me something is on your mind. I gently pulled you close. I can even hear you try to quietly clear your throat. I slide my hand down to feel that stallion ass of yours. You wondered to yourself, how low can I go. I showed you my gratitude until you pulled me up begging me to stop.
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm You tried to hurry and cover those girls up. Why not let a Brutha help himself and drink from your cup? Now I’m kissing, lickin’ and tonguing them down feverishly. You’re doggy style. I’m froggy style when I flipped you over with that hard steel in ya. Mouth and eyes wide open, your body squirming as I’m drilling ya. This was that hard core session we often talked about. Lights out, holding on real tight with full aggression including facial expressions. Later we would laugh about. It was exactly the way you pictured it to be. The back flip. Turning you over. Holding down those ankles tightly. Sea sawing in that good gush, poundin’ it out until we saw daylight. It’s those big booty clothes you wear that everybody knows which triggers a storm inside with rage. I learn to earn your respect and tried my best to never let you go, upset.– 
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm Caliente! Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt 
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all RehearsedRare like a $2 bill
My four leaf clover
A female CasanovaHoney Sweet like sugar
Something Angelic and
Very nice
A rare share of
Heavens spice
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
Caliente!Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all Rehearsed
A beautiful array for a tray of assorted fruit. An offering basket of mouth watering and succulent perishables specially delivered just for you.The smell of her secret
perfume fills the air. 
Her aroma is exciting and inviting, as the wind blows through her hair
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
Caliente!Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all RehearsedA bright light within a very dark world
That signature diamond “K”
As a matter of fact
Honey Sweet so sensual and revealing
Always needing her sexual healing
Gotta love that sensational feeling
This is not an open bar or seminar but
Do take notes if needed be
Sweetie is that much needed shining light
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm – Caliente!Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all RehearsedLocated in a very dark room in the mind of lonely men. Women visit, peek, steal, borrow and seek insight from her special talent and unique gift. Come one, come all hurry, hurry. Step right up and enjoy the show.Good night, good night
So good, so beautiful 
It had to have been said twice  –
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
Caliente!Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all RehearsedBut her thighs though
Vanilla Bean mixed Carmel escargo
Plus the glow
Not too sure where I’d begin
From her scientific mastered walk
To the way she would sway
Made a Brutha feel some type of a way

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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm Caliente!Damn, those jeans…From her shoes
To her knees
To her hips
That fitted skirt
Those unforgettable wet painted Lips became a show I couldn’t Resist and believed it was all RehearsedA created virtual world for my very special latin girl. My Dominican Chocolate thunder
So often she makes me wonder.
How a beautiful flower transforms at night under a still moon light. What’s meant behind the scent of the meaning from her sweet perfume?
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
How the transformation from a rose into a unique spirit should never get lost in its most beautiful translation. Her destination is clear. It’s apart of the cycle of life that brings us here to present.
Her flowery fragrance.
I can’t believe I’m about to say this over a melody from a weekend playlist. When the temperature is right. Even a flower can bloom at night.
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm
The things she’ll do for you
By simply smiling.Hypnotizing… Like static
Katt clingsThat Katt Walk
Talks and speaks
Volumes alone 
Seductive videos and sexy photos
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Katt Leya: The Eye of The Storm How a woman becomes a complex combination of many things.
Fallout or Ballout but do close your mouth
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Twitter: @vivalaBadChiCk

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