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I am a young 21 year old, my contagious energy and radiant smile make me the center of attention wherever I go. At first glance, I might seem shy, but once you meet me, you discover that I am the opposite. I am a true extrovert in the most authentic sense of the word. I love meeting new people and immersing myself in fascinating conversations on any topic that arises. My ability to connect with others is amazing, and quickly makes me the party soul at any meeting. My spontaneity is one of my most charming characteristics. I am always ready for an exciting adventure or an impromptu outing. There is no place she is not willing to go or experience she is not eager to try. For me, life is a series of moments to enjoy to the fullest, and I am determined to squeeze every drop of fun out of them. Despite my outgoing nature, my heart is filled with affection and compassion. I am the friend who is always there to listen, support and encourage those around me. My generosity and warmth are unparalleled, and those who are lucky enough to know me feel truly blessed by my presence. My curiosity is insatiable and contagious. I love exploring new interests, immersing myself in fascinating books and discovering new places. For me, every day is an exciting opportunity to learn something new and broaden my horizons. In short, I am a perfect combination of superficial shyness and genuine extrovert, spontaneity, affection and boundless curiosity.

I have a great passion for music, and my tastes span a wide variety of genres, reflecting my love for cultural and sound diversity. My favorite genres include K-pop, J-pop, rock in Spanish and urban music.. K-pop, with its vibrant energy, stunning choreography and high-quality visual and auditory productions, never ceases to amaze and keep me captivated.. I love how this genre fuses different styles and cultures, creating a global phenomenon that unites people from all over the world. J-pop, on the other hand, attracts me for its melodiousness and ability to evoke a range of emotions through its lyrics and compositions.. The uniqueness and distinctive style of Japanese music always resonate with me in a special way. Rock in Spanish has a special place in my heart. The passion and authenticity that convey the lyrics in my native language, combined with the strength of the guitars and drums, create an intense and emotional musical experience that I always enjoy. Urban music, with its sticky rhythms and lyrics that often tell stories of everyday life, allows me to connect with the roots and contemporary realities. I enjoy how this genre reflects and gives voice to the experiences and emotions of people from different communities. In addition to listening to music, I love dancing and expressing myself through movements. For me, dancing is a way to release energy, connect with music at a deeper level and communicate feelings that sometimes words cannot express.. Whether following the choreography of my favorite K-pop songs, improving with urban rhythms, or letting myself be carried away by rock, dancing is one of my greatest passions and an essential form of personal expression..

I love to wear makeup because it is a way to express my creativity and my personality. Through makeup, I can transform my appearance and highlight different facets of myself. I enjoy exploring a variety of styles, from natural and subtle looks to the more bold and dramatic ones. I am fascinated by playing with colors, textures and techniques to create something unique and personal every day. Plus, I love exploring different shades in my hair. For me, hair is like a blank canvas where I can experiment with a wide range of colors and styles. Changing my hair color not only allows me to look different, but also gives me the opportunity to reinvent myself and surprise others. Whether it’s a vibrant red, a mysterious blue, or an elegant platinum, each shade helps me express a different part of my personality and feel unique.. In short, makeup and changing my hair tones are more than a beauty routine for me; they are forms of art and self-expression that allow me to show the world who I am and how I feel.. I like to look different and unique, and I enjoy every moment of the creative process that involves achieving it.

I love meeting people from different cultures because each encounter offers me a unique opportunity to learn and grow. Each culture has its own wealth of traditions, stories and perspectives, and I enjoy discovering and appreciating them enormously. Through these interactions, I can expand my understanding of the world and find connection points with people from different backgrounds.. Also, I am fascinated by trying different foods. Gastronomy is a window to the essence of a culture, and each dish tells a story. I enjoy exploring new flavors, ingredients and cooking techniques, as every dining experience is an adventure in itself. At the same time, I love sharing my own culture through food, inviting others to try the flavors and dishes that are meaningful to me. Being open minded is one of my most cherished characteristics. I am always open to new adventures, whether it is traveling to unknown places, learning a new language, or participating in traditions and festivities that are new to me.. This attitude allows me to live more fully and enrichingly, embracing every experience and every encounter with enthusiasm and curiosity.. In short, my passion for meeting people from diverse cultures, trying different foods and sharing my own culture reflects my desire to be an open-minded and adventurous person. I value every opportunity to grow and learn through the connections and experiences that life offers me.

I love to look tender, with a style that reflects sweetness and innocence, but behind this appearance there is a completely different facet of me. Actually, I am attracted to everything mysterious, erotic, forbidden and passionate. I am fascinated by the contrast between the image I project and the depths of my true interests. The tenderness I show the world is just a part of my personality. I like to explore the darker and more complex aspects of life, those that challenge norms and arouse intense emotions. The mysterious intrigues me; I like to discover hidden secrets and immerse myself in the unknown. I feel a special attraction for the erotic and the forbidden, finding beauty and emotion in what is considered taboo. In addition, I am a passionate person in every way. I let myself be carried away by my feelings and desires, living every moment with intensity. This passion is reflected in everything I do, from my personal relationships to my deepest interests. In short, although I like to look tender and sweet, there is a part of me that is fascinated by the mysterious, the erotic, the forbidden and the passionate. I enjoy the duality of my personality and the richness that comes from embracing both sides of who I am..

I love reading and spend a lot of my free time immersed in books. Reading is one of my greatest passions, and I enjoy the way it allows me to explore new worlds and live adventures through its pages.. My literary tastes are varied, and I am especially attracted to erotic, action, mystery and fantasy genres. Erotic literature fascinates me for its ability to explore intimacy and human emotions in a deep and evocative way. I enjoy how these stories awaken the senses and explore the deepest desires. Action books are another of my passions. I love the adrenaline and the dizzying pace of plots full of excitement and danger. These books keep me on the edge of my seat and make me feel like I'm living every moment alongside the characters. Mystery is another genre that always catches my interest. I like to try to unravel the enigmas and follow the clues along with the protagonists, enjoying the suspense and surprises that each story offers. Finally, fantasy is a wonderful escape to worlds full of magic, extraordinary creatures and epic adventures.. These books allow me to dream and let my imagination fly, transporting me to places where everything is possible. In short, reading is an essential part of my life. Whether I’m exploring the sensuality of erotic literature, the adrenaline of action, the suspense of mystery, or the magic of fantasy, I always find pleasure and enrichment in every page I read..

I'll try to sing to love without any make-up I'll write in the first person, an ephemeris in honor of love An exquisite corpse with images that are never forgotten I love to transform into metaphors, our obscene adventures Sensual effigies that will allow me to survive and keep hopes You'll think I'm dirty. I am, if I get rid of my fears and open up Sex is the ultimate expression of the sublimity of desire I go with the blind pleasure of a lover, to our loving rendezvous We cling to each other, like desperate castaways Let's get drunk with madness as if it were our last day Your kisses flavored with cinnamon and amaranth, An affectionate and erotic poison, distills your loving lips The amorous taste of ecstasy, makes us delirious with its aphrodisiac elixir We undress to experience the overflowing fieriness of the senses I glide over your body in the backlight like a silk luminary We cast a single shadow, like right-handed lovers, loving each other I love the smell of your flesh and it bewitches me Scent of a pretty woman I love you hypnotizing, dazzling and magnetizing from head to toe Impetuous caresses make flames of greedy desires germinate I had been craving these intimate and wild cooing for so long! Our crazy hairs spill out like smoke and shadow It's impossible to stop or quench the fury, of the burning blood You pluck your leaves like a ripe rose, petal by petal I look at you and you amaze me with the beauty of a naked statue How pleasant it is to walk through you and discover yourself with my gaze Your walking lips entertain my body with daring cuddles I feel the touch of the nipples of your breasts, Like hummingbird flapping Your wonderful erect nipples, seduce and increase the frenzy Your erect breasts look like garbsome fruits exposed to the wind Your damp hair, your luxuriant hair, absorbs all the ardent enjoyment The silky hair is beautiful and sweet, from your crotch guard You hear tender words that I express that excite us The expression of absence from your eyes and pupils, They express it all The hunting rhythm of your hips, ruminates me to pieces The hot and agitated dives between your thighs, they make me shudder Open your knees for my daring eyes and give you craziest kisses Greedily sculpt my tongue, the thirsty stalactite of desire Madness, rapture, delusions and insane alienated shadows! Let's Burn. Quememonos. Let's devour each other like carnivorous vultures Sighs and groans broken with kisses, spread naked We know love is dirty, it's more burning and loving Your face and throat offer unconditionally and impurely They want to be splashed like the cliff that bleeds to the sea Get drunk with the scandalous honey and the crystals of dew You don't filter or amend anything. You offer yourself like an open pomegranate You lie like a gladiator resigned to the will of fate Refresh my anxiety with your saliva the restlessness of my sex That beautiful embellish the rose to your greedy pubis I invade you and you hasten me. Warm is the hospitality of your oasis Become a lustful waterfall. Open up like a flower without fear Don't stop your loving adventure. Open wide like the wind I venerate your thighs with kisses and saliva I try to melt them! Release me with the reflux of your harmonious belly Your eyes in absence, seem to fix the gaze on the infinite I am fascinated by the ironic smile and the salmon-pink, of the whipped sex Crazy spasms demand deeper and merciless inlays The caverns are spurred without mercy like ijares That delight feels as I penetrate burning inside you We know we love each other as we melt like a piece of bronze I burn like a sea of impetus. I know I'll die out like beach foam Passionate foams are born from the stormy reflux Limitless cravings, hunger for meat and sweet pleasures We pour in unison, as if we dream the same bubbles of sacred liquor emanate from the seductive snake We ejaculate stars and hundreds of sparks of joy Now you enjoy the smell of melted honey, burning holocaust A legion of kisses extinguish as wounded warriors, expiring Our bodies lie exhausted, as if they had fought to death Exhausted we separated and watched surrendered, the uncovered sky.

¿Why do you unleash beast desires when I remember you? Is your soul the extension of my thoughts? I was too happy and that's why I sing without discernment our evocations I dissect between verses, groans and shadows of our encounters I want to write listening to your heart and the verses of your sex You gave me like an open book, so I could write with your essence Sense and pleasure, depend more on the expression that gives reason It is disturbing to express my emotions with joy and explosive joys They were beautiful nights of love, greedy, warm, greedy You will be my eternal and great love. I survived and I'll be at the mercy of your desires Possessing you was clinging to elusive dreams and hopes It's a torture to avoid thinking about you, not to have a night erection We're apple and snake. Two hearts seduced by desire It's wild the passion that attracts me and clings to you. Tell me you still remember me and you love me a little bit I know I can never forget you. You are unique and perverse Nudity gives us the most beautiful landscapes of nature I tried to be tender and compassionate with your fragile body, as much as possible There is no more beautiful landscape than seeing you melted to my body I love to see how you fade and give yourself unhindered All the bad and dark of life, is forgotten when I embrace you Will I be necrophilic for conceiving orgy scenes, with you? Love me without censorship. With free eroticism, without amendments You are a magnet for my desires, when you erase the memory of time Never stop loving us like beasts in heat Dare to enjoy intimate, delicious and impudent mischief Let me be more expressive and touch you, playing with the senses I know the buttons on your body, that put the hair on the tip I feel the trembling of your flesh, predicting a cascade of emotions Let us experience the tantric process and the awakening of our senses It is proverbial the knowledge that enhances our amateur skills The sense of smell allows us to vent compatibility with moods and fantasies Avoid those sarcastic whims that make us sick or embarrassed Let me try you with delight and no circumstances. Enjoy with appetite the cravings Listen with curiosity and drink the essence of the tender and dirty words Let's handle ourselves with skill. Let’s touch ourselves in a loquacious and accurate way The subtly visualized allows us to see with delight our bodies We manifest ourselves naturally without pretence, as we are, without disguises

The prelude is a ritual that allows our senses to enjoy Meditation allows us to enjoy incredible orgasms for hours We look straight into each other's eyes, deciphering what we think or feel We concentrate on the journey, without thinking about the end of the road Only the stimulation of the senses allows us to enjoy the process Exploring the areas of the body with sensuality, It's an art We live a sensory and emotional experience, anointing ourselves with oil The jumble of garments augurs an anarchic crowd of shadows We dance enjoying pleasure and enjoy our genitals We value every kiss, caress, hug, even adoring each other We live in the present, in total surrender in the now We accept each other, physically and spiritually, in totality Candles, incense, and food spice up our souls Everyone expresses what they feel or want, with absolute freedom Hugs convey peace, sensitivity, strength, joy, good sense We let ourselves be carried away with our eyes closed to forget and trust I feel myself standing erect as I feel your kisses and your caresses fade My impatient fingers obsess with your nipples Your mouth opens like a sluice to the little sea of desires Still I see you sipping with an aftertaste, every last drop of my body No one can imagine the amount of pleasure that hands and lips bring We enjoy the harmonious and fluid movement like the sea waters There is no hurry to ejaculate, otherwise we enjoy this pagan idolatry All of our sexual energy is at our mercy or at our discretion Why do they sound beautiful and exciting, our dirty words? Your moans of passion beg more and more, fiery violence Gallop over me. Gallops like a plain amazon Your body roars and is cast in chaste, in the immoral struggle. Shout uncensored, without obstructing the erotic zafarrancho Unleash yourself with insolence like a shameless woman given over to lasciviousness You are salacious and libidinous, carnal and fornicating like a virgin of lupanar Little remains of the wild and rustic girl, of village habits Madness confuses us in an absurd skein of lines Madness is fierce, it entangles us, it knots us, over and over again We adore and express admiration for our body parts We forget about time to enjoy: One hundred percent Nothing tastes bad to me and I don't see anything dirty, in your private parts In fornication, your lubricity brings eroticism to the touch I masturbate you a couple of times, to make the night phosphorescent The splendor of the sequins is glorious, When exhaling sybaritic moans It's fantastic to experience orgasms with your whole body I'll never forget that look of yours, the expression on your face and mouth Dying little by little, is the absurd fate of lovers

Gathering rose petals I dreamed of streets to walk. The moon fully beautiful Removes the blindfold of shyness. Totally naked I was, like a lily about to fly. My skin like cloth trembled When the painter wanted to paint. Rain in waterfall effect To start the mural. Cold rubbed my face, Fire burned in intensity. The bristles of the brush in curves Tracing long path. Among my mountains and dunes, Through valleys, plains and rivers. I clear the ink line On the precipice of the body, The artist's death took place. Man was born behind the canvas!

Love.. Outside it's raining, hail.. It's cold but my soul doesn't succumb to so much weather.. Well I'm connected to you. To your mind.. to your body.. With this desire that makes my blood boil of love for you. I want you in me.. Your thick lips holding mine, your soft hands rolling down my back. Your lips descending my body stopped for a brief moment in my breasts of pleasure, your saliva marking the path until you get there where you receive blanket of flavors that I do not know but are mine.. There you stop sucking from my bowels my most intimate secrets.. Feeling there your warm, playful tongue that makes me vibrate with pleasure and lust.. Then.. You advance on me tender, soft to penetrate me equally soft, making my body twist in search of more, you choke my moanings with your mouth that now smells of me.. I get lost between my groans and your heartbeat as you come in and out of me, taking me to the light up there, bringing me back to earth with a kiss and hug complemented by a “I love you so much””.

For you are my small breasts, exhibited before the cruel lens of a camera, for you my instants of courage and boldness. My hard nipples, the cybernetic words of inappropriate confessions, blushed grimaces, obscene amazement and recurring insomnia for poems full of you. For you my fleshy lips and the austere plea, full of pleas that you should rush upon them without any mercy. My toasted skin where your white literary hands can banquet, when your carnal vehemence so desires, because I am yours because I am for you.

Maybe you can never measure what you mean in my life, since we were young, very young you're part of me. It's been more than 20 years since that first kiss, and a little less since I became a woman with you. Sometimes I feel it's almost a detail the different paths we take, because it's always been part of me. We have been lucky to find each other a good love, and form beautiful families with them and be parents of lovely children.. But we can't deny our presences. In my case, I can’t deny your body, you being, your memory, I can’t avoid that you are my first thought when I wake up, nor the last when the tiredness makes me sleepy. I wish I didn't feel guilty for wanting to be in your arms, for being your wife, for wanting to feel you inside me. I want you with a passion that overflows my senses and my crotch, that rises my skin and makes me smile from nowhere while walking through the everyday. I would not let any more time pass without seeing you, without having you in front of me, without looking at your deep eyes and full of the past that envelops us, I want to contemplate your nakedness, I want to kiss your skin, I want to make you tremble, I want to make you mine until you can no longer.. I need you to make me your wife, that my body even for that tiny moment be yours and for you.. Let's deny for that moment the rest, let's be one as if it were the last thing we'd have to do. My eternal passion is you, my expectant and white breasts are yours, my hand in yours while you drive and the complicit and exquisite silence that surrounds us, will be part of the landscape we will live, when our meeting is about to end. And so many things went through my mind, like this I feel is more than passion, that I care too much about you. that I love you madly, because being next to you transports me to a past that I miss, of beautiful years.. Part of me has gone with you, you made me woman and I do not forget it, and I believe again that we deserve to be a moment together, that it will always be worth losing myself in your arms, sinking into your body that I desire so much and feel that everything with you is perfect.. I love you so much my darling, and even though you never hear me tell you.. I need you to know it's real.

Kiss you tighten you a melt in you your body I naked without undressing only the lower part of your beautiful anatomy highlighted the morning eros.. Your blouse so short didn't hinder your jeans were peering at your hip.. Possessed you you I wanted to possess you from behind I turned you and you felt the beating in my center looking for your pleasure between your legs.. Already everything was moaning in the longest moment of that hour go in and give and receive clothes did not hinder us.. When the door closed we felt like pleasure and your skin was restless your neck trembled when you felt my breath and the moisture turned into many waters the madness of your soft retreats asked to unwind endlessly.. You did your job over and over again and I delighted in the sensitivity of your back.

I need you to make love to me, I need to feel you.. Let the moon witness the fall of our clothes, the complete nudity of body and soul.. I want the heart to burn with passion and beat a thousand, that our bodies merge into one, and the shadow of them dance to the rhythm of our breath, that comes out of our mouths like gas from a volcano.. I need you to make love to me, to feel more alive than ever.. I need your gaze that captivates me, stripping me of my feelings, your mouth burning, for the sweat that tasted my body, your sensitive hands trembling as you rub my skin glowing with madness.. I need you to love me and make me yours I need to love you and make you mine forever.. I want to travel to paradise when I have you inside me.. And in one last cry, I need to hear that you love me.

I keep falling towards you, as you sink into my body, I wish to slip my kisses soaked in caresses, reborn with the moon, embracing the sun, without fear of love, the stench of a sleeping heart burning its feelings trying to live today, breath is controlled, feelings absorbed, Opening the doors to mere pleasure, warm, wet connection, purulent mouths kissing the sublime of the doors of hedonism without cynicism I masturbate through your scent.

Something simpler than fate Is to live life without fleeing Without hiding in the bushes Of rancor and anxiety Living with the feeling on the threshold Of being and material Walk if you can straight And do not destroy the useful force that gives the moment The insubordinadle essence That gives the place Is the rubbery glue That fixes your feet to the floor And prevents you from entering the Re-utter the magic words The ones that always supported you Once when you suffered When you were pressed Crammed by the plunger Of the insmoking nostalgia That a few loves Impalpable in their origin But trembling in your sin took you to the delirium tremens.

We convince ourselves that life will be better after we get married, after we have a child, and then after we have another child.. Then we get frustrated that the kids aren't big enough and that we'll be happier when they are. After that, we get frustrated because they're teenagers. We will certainly be happier when they come out of that stage. We tell ourselves that our life will be complete when our husband is doing better, when we have a better car or a better house, when we can go on vacation, when we are retired.. The truth is that there is no better time to be happy than NOW. If not now, when? Your life will be full of challenges. It's better to admit it and decide to be happy anyway. One of my favorite quotes is from Alfred D. Souza, who said: "For a long time it seemed to me that my life was about to begin, but there was always some obstacle in the way, something to solve first, some unfinished business, time to pass, a debt to pay.. Then life would begin. Until I realized that these obstacles were my life.” This perspective has helped me see that there is no one path to happiness. Happiness is the way. So treasure every moment you have, and treasure it more when you share it with someone special, special enough to share your time, and remember that time doesn't wait for anyone.. So stop waiting until you finish school, until you go back to school, until you lose 10 kilos, until you have kids, until your kids leave home, until you get married, until you divorce, until Friday night or Sunday morning, until spring, summer, Fall or winter, or until you die to decide there's no better time than THIS to be happy.

There will always be dreams greater or more humble than yours, but there will never be a dream exactly like yours. Because you are unique and more wonderful than you know! All men and women are born, live, suffer and die; what distinguishes us from each other are our dreams, whether they are dreams about spiritual or worldly things, and what we do to make them come true.. We don't choose to be born. We don't choose our parents. We do not choose our time, the country of our birth, or the immediate circumstances of our upbringing. We do not choose, most of us, to die; nor do we choose the time and conditions of our death. But within this realm of no choice, we choose how to live

Be free as the air as the seagulls as the dew on a red rose. Be free, fly live, dream just have a true friend. Be free, sing call melody to the sweet waiting of the flowers that show their petals to the sky letting the Sun watch their sleep. Be free, cry cry because you want because you can or you need it because if not the Sun you die for that cry. To be free, to die as the clouds die at night or the stars to the sun die as some die.. for love Be free, feel how you feel the sun rays how you feel a captive look how you feel the pain. Be free, be me I that live and dream I that sing and cry I that always die FOR FEEL THE BEING ME!

Your feeling that ignites the most dirty and unusual instincts You tie and untie at the same time what was hidden Inside that mourning that was singleness you leave the myths The bodies are lit at the same time. They burn in that bonfire that is the perfect union of the Sexual organs releasing that pressure that lethargic energy Of virgin bodies that cry out loud, take us out, free us! From this let us come out and experience the soul satisfied. Filling every inch of that body that was unsatisfied Warming that breast that was only cold and inert As deadly cold, that ceased to be I came to the fact To make that decision and pull out that strong beast Indomitable, wild, full of thirst for pleasure of that passion That remained until that moment stable, a fire extinguished I came that feeling called passion lit everything Everything, I lost my mind I let myself be carried away by the blessed passion.

Tonight there is no more truce.. Tonight our fantasies will come true.. ♪ Tonight seduce me ♪.. Wake up that hungry wolf that dwells in you and have a waste of lust in this alcove, do not be the spoiled girl you play to be in your daily life tonight. Scratch and mark my back as your territory, bleed my lips with passionate bites while your lascivious face indicates me that more is still missing, tie me to your darkest desires and make me reach the climax of pleasure, please SEDUCE ME. Show me from the couch your naked body, wet and eager to be possessed while I am tied to your bed motionless and eager to drink that honey from you, it provokes my libido to the maximum. That my between leg feels explode you, on the right way keep it like that. Cover my eyes and go up my body caress, bite and lick what you want from me, descend a little in me to unite our desired and wet sexes, go up and down at your pace at your mercy I am tied make me your slave. How much our orgasms explode together, and the moisture arrive and wet our skin, I will be delighted by my wolf; that hungry wolf who wore her skin as a child, SEDUCED by such a result with a tender kiss on your lips I will thank you. And we will start again with our game now in the opposite direction; I'm the one who takes the lead and my mistress in my submissive I will turn.