HellenK

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Hello, I'm Hellen and as of today, your favorite model in this place, I was born in Colombia 28 years ago, in a place hidden between mountains that for me is wonderful, where I learned to love nature and want to travel and explore each of the natural corners. I'm a girl who loves to discover the world, I like strange and different things, later I'll tell you about that, my few taboos and a very fun mind have led me to discover wonderful and very naughty things about myself, by the way I invite you to discover them. Let's start the description of what I assure you will be your favorite place, my body, my face and most of all that beautiful energy that I hope to transmit to you.

You will find here a captivating look, beautiful eyes of varying shades, they are light brown but if it is a very happy day for me you will see them yellow and very bright, but if on the contrary I am bored or something attacks my mind they are darker but they become a little bigger and the strong look will make you entertain your most naughty desires

I don't blame you if you fall in love with them, for my part I promise that each of my glances will go to enjoy that spicy and naughty view that you allow me by turning on your camera, it dilates my pupil to see good happy faces, bodies full of desire, some good and delicious cocks to put in every part of me. the pleasure and excitement turn my eyes white with lust, bite my lips until they turn very red while I moan your name loudly, everything is lost in a world of naughty and insinuating looks

my body becomes my best distraction here, I like to wear new lingerie and different outfits every night and also dress up a little, paint my face and then find very naughty company and maybe destroy it, it is delicious to discover new ideas for my body to be the complete place of your pleasure, my favorite color here is pink, it inspires me with mischief and sweetness but red is the passion of my sex burning for you

I like tattoos and piercings, changing my hair style, you could leave each of your kisses marked on my skin like invisible ink, your spankings will mark red lines on my skin, your hand marked on my buttock is my greatest visual excitement. The bruises when you suck my breasts and gently bite my skin

I'm a very funny person, I like to laugh and generate moments of laughter, music is my favorite hobby, in my world any type of music is fine

my perfect date, a good Colombian coffee to start, maybe some sweets like chocolate and sweet cherries to continue, and well pizza or pasta as a main course and without wine this would not be good, although cooking can also turn out wonderfully

I like talking about good books and famous paintings, old songs bring me peace, but modern rhythms are still the fun moment here, a little pop to sing, some African rhythms to dance and why not rock to move Elma, my favorite song says "There's a place in your heart And I know that it's love And this place it was brighter than tomorrow And if you really try You'll find there's no need to cry In this place you'll feel there's no hurt or sorrow There are ways to get there If you care enough for the living Make a little space Make a better place" guess which one it is. And if it's from the king of pop MJ

I told you that I like to read. Well, yes, but things based on reality. There's a Colombian author who is perfect for me and my favorite book says "The importance of dying on time becomes a dictionary of oddities". That seems to give meaning to life. Stories in which Agatha Christie, Bruce Lee or Neil Armstrong appear, or others in which underground cities and unknown worlds are mentioned, make this book a captivating and shocking read.

He loves poetry and the French language. I love its pronunciation and the ease in eroticism my favorite poem says like this

The sun has cooled its tongue there where the lava of the heart is washed. Yesterday it was as beautiful as an eternally perfumed and indelible kiss in the morning. My smell adapts to your smell. Your smell of wild mango. Cover you with sweetness. I walked on the lips of the day of the galaxies Your scarlet smile splashes me and the current of air creates a crack in my heart every day like your black hole I wake up diving into our simple and flourishing future of which I am afraid the sun has cooled its tongue where the heart's laves wash Yesterday was so beautiful as an eternally fragrant and indelible kiss of hand my smell sied to your smell your smell of wild mango you napper suave I walked on the lips of the day of the galaxies your scarlet smile splashes me and coulis creates a slit on my heart every day like your black hole I wake up diving into our simple and flowery future of which I'm afraid fear of the paths of multitude of love of the aseptic tastes in your hair and the morning with sweetness of you all my night It's built on two lips that resemble you, my night is your size and my desire to fly under the subfloor of your belly, I am made of iron, steel and acidic metals, but I am also a duck that turns into a tender reptile.. tender the legs of love, the thighs stretched over the love that floats above your arms, where I think of you as one gathers, the fruits of the night and from the gardens of eternal kisses, there are nights quieter than joy, fear of the crowd roads, of Love, of sanitized tastes in your hair and in the morning to the sweetness of you, all my night is built on two lips that resemble you, my night size of you and my desires to fly under the basement of your belly I am made of iron, steel and acid metals, but also of duck that transmutes into a tender reptile, stretching the legs of love, the thighs stretched out on the love that floats on your arms where I thought of you as one picks the fruits of the night and gardens of eternal kisses, there are There are nights quieter than the joy of unraveling the lips of love and your tongue silently sinks into the palate of my memories fresh my heart last night I had a date with the tenderness of your skin and by dint of setting the time the time to stay between your lips of unlimited beauty has shaken the palm trees of my body and the green branches fall on the night of a yellowish date I will get to place my fingers on the tender palm of your hand all my night in the emptiness of your desire and conform the rotation of the earth to the movement of your body and the passage of our beach sun there are nights quieter than the joy of parading on the lips of love and Your silent tongue sinks into the roof of your mouth From my fresh memories, my heart yesterday night had an appointment with the softness of your skin and by dint of staring at the time, the hour of sitting on your lips of unlimited beauty shook the palm trees of my body and the green branches fall in the night of a yellowed rendezvous, I will come to place my fingers on the tenderness of your palm, to deposit all my night in the hollow of your desires and to conform the rotation from the earth to the movement of your body and the gait of our beach sun beach of your chest the sun hits like an executioner this noon and my saliva dry like a stream born this morning that moans in your fascinating eyes I am eager to immortalize the lips of your sweetness in my books and that the joyful night begins in my ear like a coitus how beautiful it is to kiss you beach of your chest the sun hits like a torturer this noon and my saliva dries up like a stream born this morning that moans in your bewitching eyes it I was late to immortalize the books of the douceur in the free month and the enjoyant night I launched in the gold with a stroke of the loins it's beautiful to set you ablaze