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Love life and life will love you back. love to

People and people will love you back..

 

 

I can be kind, I can be mean, I can be shy, I can be good, I can bend easily to any subject and any kind of behavior. I'm a little bit of an introvert..

 

 

I'll make our time fun and enjoyable so don't be shy, say hi and let's enjoy the time we have together. It's the perfect place to let your fantasies roam free and explore the depths of your desires..

 

Hello dear, here you will learn a lot about me, for example, what kind of music I like, what I am interested in, what movies I watch, you can see many photos, but you can get more photos if you subscribe to my album VIP, I like to have fun and warm time, I like when vibrations give me pleasure, I'm always happy to make new friends and I love the respect of men, if you respect me, I will respect you and then it will be easier for us to agree)) I'm here most of the day, so you can always see me here and have fun with me) and one more thing, I really love little surprises, For example, a small gift, a rose or a little bear, it's not much, but it's nice, if you want me to smile, give me a gift and you will make me happy because every woman loves to receive gifts

I really like your care and your love for me, I really like your company. Welcome, I love you all.

 

I love to try different angles, put in evidence my attributes much more and my beauty,

It would be nice to know which one you want to try and which one is your favorite.

 

I started masturbating when I was a kid. I was fascinated by throwing water drops on the bathroom lid. I opened my little thing's lips.. It was super fun, I did it whenever no one was watching.. One day I was alone, I undressed, I let go of my hair and while I was riding on the bathroom lid drying the water, I could see my body in front of a mirror I felt like a porn actress I saw a big ass, a breast of an adult woman, my body was pink and I felt very beautiful. my vulva directed my movements involuntarily, I felt a delicious heat, my body became more pink, I felt the desire to pinch my nipples and knead my tactics, I wanted to ride faster and faster, everything was a complement. suddenly I felt a very strong current that ran through my whole body was unforgettable, sensational and inexplicable, so, I did it more often looking for that delicious pleasure that was difficult to get because I was a girl. I learned from a book that what I was doing was called masturbation, so my hands began to provide me with the pleasure I was so desperately seeking without the need to strain on the bathroom lid and apply to my clitoris toothpaste, vick vaporub, talcum, oily, whatever to make me feel rich... It was more private, faster, and it gave a sense of change to my delicious routine.. But when I started having sex, the moment came when I needed penetration to masturbate, then I started inserting objects into my vagina, I looked for objects in my father’s toolbox, I washed them very well and started the action. Years ago I took a rod in the shape of ele that he has not missed, I keep it with suspicion in my room and when I put it I love to feel the cold of it in my clitoris, I move it in a circular way, I love to hear how my vaginal fluids sound, it excites me a lot and I get orgasm. Last year, my mom gave me a metal spray. A few days later, I took a line, measured it, and realized it was half the size of a penis.. So now when I am alone at home I strip, caress my clitoris, stimulate it rich with oily making circular movements then I introduce the spray bottle in my vagina. I feel a big and strong penis coming inside me. is just great and inexplicable this feeling. then with the spray inside my vagina, I sit with my legs spread on the arm of the sofa, I place the rod near my clitoris to feel that delicious cold and I ride in back and forth or circular movements at my pace until I feel a delicious orgasm that makes me scream and ejaculate. Amigos.Me I fascinate masturbate I think this delicious experience began from 6 or 7 years drying the lid of the bathroom with my vaginal lips, it is simply delicious I am fan number one of it, I enjoy it a lot since in sex I am anorgasmia and the truth, I care five if they find disgusting my story. I wanted to tell someone what I do and what I love to do to myself. I'm tired of it being a secret in my life. And I'm happy to share it through this medium..

Teen locks himself in the bathroom as if masturbating was strange. Prince Philip also pulls it, and the common man. I don't know who doesn't like this practice that cures you even the flu. “Masturbating is the pastime of the Gods” in case I surprise you, don’t smile. Seuz sure built the Milky Way with a shot of his bracteate militia. The pregnant woman also masturbates, as does the novice who is usually silent. Also the old man is self-pleasing and surely in the heights, the Martian. It is a very simple practice, in that way sexuality is not boxed. Enjoy alone the magic of masturbation, do not suppress the postures, nor the imagination. Tell me you've never done it in your life and the stains on your bed will tell you the lie. Denying it's exciting to spray up your chest. do it, don't stop, until you're satisfied. If you happen to have a secret love, do him the honors and fail him to respect. It's a praise to walk so upright for someone you think perfect. Masturbate and find your flaw. The dog masturbates with my leg, the miner masturbates with the flashlight, There is no sin in exploring you, it's your body, do it, you want to unflower. Masturbate to write a song Masturbate in case you missed a chance Masturbate to write a poem Masturbate should be a great motto. ¡I masturbate thinking about your eyes! I imagine you swimming in my little jets, and I masturbate looking at your photograph and I write you with pornographic character. I masturbate and pour myself into your source, and in your skin I am a river that drags confusion. Watch me drown in my thick pollution, I'm a pervert with aboriginal boots.

As I indulged in the pleasure of sensual self-exploration, I let my hands run through every inch of my body in passionate devotion. Every caress was a whisper of ecstasy, every touch a promise of pleasure, as my skin straightened under the delicate touch of the luminous consolator..

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I caressed myself slowly, exciting every pore of my skin.. The neck, the curve of the shoulders, the birth of the breasts. I played with them, my nipples got hard and I squeezed them until I started moaning.. —Keep going. I slid my hands down my hips, I drew circles around my navel, I scratched myself until I felt the pleasure of pain.. He was handling the threads with his eyes.. My fingers were her fingers. when they gently pulled the pubic hair, when they squeezed the rosy flesh of the vulva, when they sank into its center. —I want to see you better.. I sat in front of him and put one foot on each arm of the armchair.. I lubricated my fingers and played with my penis.. From bottom to top, from inside to outside, side to side. I opened my lips. —¡♪ I'm going to get you ♪. And I fucked up..

¡You have character and you value my body. So there are some rules in my room... ¡He says good morning and I'm a pony. I ignore him.. . Don't negotiate, we're not in the market. There is a certain number of bonuses I wish to receive for a certain stock, and I ask you to respect my wishes.. ¡With a respectful attitude and a good approach, I can make many concessions and allow myself to be completely free in front of you! Try it, you will love it) If we meet in private, I guarantee you that this event will be remembered forever as the best you've ever seen! With a respectful attitude and a good approach, I can make many concessions and allow myself to be totally free in front of you! Try it like this)

My room is a place of great passion and sensuality, full of mystery, desire and lots of fun.. I love exploring my sexuality and chatting with nice people here.. I'm a very open and permissive person, I love being in front of the webcam and driving you crazy with my body and my best show. I don't like the negativity.. I'm doing everything I can to smile and make your day a little better while you're in my room, so keep playing and look on the bright side.. I think I'm different and I'll find a way to make it worth my while, if you'll just let me.. Your support and love make my dreams come true, and for that I thank you.

 

 

 

i want to enjoy

 

You are the portion of you in me, in the hole that our bodies cannot cover, if entangled they cohabit in a mass of embraces The infinite wrinkle formed in the sheet of our skin, the scattered curtain that floats wandering between the moans of a wounded animal The light of the alarm clock that flickers winking at the loving death, a drop of barefoot sweat that smashes on the ground, settles on my feet and evaporates The same wood forged in alabaster candied with the smell of cinnamon and mint, the rusty latch of old tricks, the mote of dust that frays into thousands of floating lights, motionless in the gravity of a faint reflection The picture that hangs at the headboard; Sinuous and reptilian hanging from hugging tulips The corner of the stained-glass window crack that lets out fluctuating swings of light: white opals that crash against the wall The narrow mattress that screams its unstable existence, the electric lamp that casts Chinese shadows and esparto grass You are the very room where, devoid of your particles, the alchemy of our bodies takes place

 

 

 

 

I am very versatile and I like a long conversation, you can feel it quite deeply, it will come and you will be nervous in your eyes when you are tired, I'll be there to listen to you. I'm very versatile and I like a long conversation. You can feel it quite deeply. I will be there to listen to you

To root myself in your chest, with every heartbeat Sow me in your arms, fertilized with caresses To curdle a sweet love, syrup in your mouth Water with my hands your trunk-man, mine alone To be born in you every night Scrambled in branches, leaf litter and fertile soil: a mass of flesh like coiled selty honeysuckle Germinate for you every one of my early mornings Wrap me with your sad green smile, until it disappears and becomes a loving fertilizer of a love story, ours, made of sun, light and earthy blood

 

I believe in love

 

True beauty lives in the heart, reflects in the eyes and leads to action. I'm a crazy sweetie. I am what I am, a normal life. If you're looking for a place you can come to my room and just hang out and have fun; you've found the right place. I like to laugh and have fun in my room

 

If you want to buy me something nice. I love presents and I'll treat you to something nice.;

 

The love

 

It is weeping and it is rejoicing; rage and tenderness delusion that resembles prudence, a burning bonfire that grows the more one resists bravery. A lover is sick and unhealing, but with his own wounds he is proud, loneliness pleases him and makes him sad. Time is short and long, it is slow and hard, he is alone in the crowded room; if you speak to him he answers annoyed, there is nothing he does not see similar to the object that causes his care. ¿What is love, you ask? I conclude: live a soul in a body that is not yours.

✔It makes me smile and it makes you happy.

✔# To be a good gentleman always

 

🖤 I'm here because I love the freedom to enjoy my body and to be able to show who I really am, I love meeting new people, and I'm looking forward to meeting someone who can win my heart and have an amazing connection..🖤

I really enjoyed the experience of interacting with new people and the security they make me feel when we're alone. I feel like I'm not afraid and I let myself feel the maximum pleasure. I love that you watch me and you feel pleasure in seeing me. Enjoy my body 🔥

 

Last Monday I thought I'd do a little trick.. I set out to make a game called "One day without panties".". It's a very exciting and fun game.. I put on my blouse and my skirt but I didn 't wear a bra or panties to go to work.. As I've said in my other stories, I'm a college student and I work as a secretary for a PR agency in entertainment.. I wanted to give it a little flavor on Monday because on Sunday I'm gonna be with some friends and we're gonna get drunk.. But the fun didn't last and she got hot and stung.. What happened on Sunday I owe you for another story.. So I had my breakfast, and I got in my car to go to work.. I was walking down the road and I saw some gentlemen watching me.. I pretended not to notice but I could feel his gaze very strongly. At every stoplight they would stare at me until they had to turn around.. This got me pretty hot, and I wondered if it could improve my "one day without panties" experience.". I lift my skirt, enough to barely cover my conchita.. It was delicious, almost immediately I started wetting my car seat.. The only people who could see the free show were the bus passengers because they were high enough to see inside the car.. Every time I stopped on the high ground I got warmer when I was walking alongside the bus.. The excitement was strong but I wanted more. I decided to unbutton my blouse so that one of my breasts could be seen slightly.. The feeling was similar to being completely naked but carefully so that a cop wouldn 't see me.. Obviously I didn't want to get a ticket for indecency. Even though it was hot, I didn't care much anymore.. I was getting on the freeway and a woman in a BMW was coming in the same direction as me and she noticed my blouse was open.. He honked to warn me and I just smiled.. She smiled at me too and lifted her blouse to show me her breasts.. I laughed and got on another ramp to go to work.. When I got to the parking lot I fixed my skirt and buttoned my shirt and went to my desk to put my stuff down.. I was already so excited I wanted to masturbate in the girls' room that's in the lobby of my boss's office.. When I got to my desk, they asked for some papers for my boss' meeting.. I took some documents from the files on my desk and printed some from the computer.. When I looked up, there was Oscar, the cleaning boy looking under my skirt.. Oscar was paralyzed and I blushed.. She just said, "I just came to pick up the trash", and she left without taking her eyes off me.. I was still so hot I felt like I was wetting my desk seat.. Mmmm. I walked into the meeting room with the documents in hand.. The room was full of businessmen, and my boss said, "I didn't know you hired a model as your secretary", and he started laughing.. Everyone laughed with him and turned to me.. I felt like I was slowly getting drops on my legs.. I said "thank you, boss" and I left as soon as I could, lifting my ass.. I couldn't take it anymore, so I went to the girls' room to masturbate.. Ahhhen that moment my finger was a delight to me the heat was so strong I had to cover my mouth so they wouldn't hear me at work. I cleaned and washed in the bathroom sink. I put on some lotion we left in the bathroom so my conchita wouldn't smell.. Then I didn't leave my desk at all.. All the guys were looking for an excuse to say hello or try to talk to me.. I think it was the female pheromones that were released into the air, making a strange effect on them.. Although several girls (even the ones who never spoke to me) tried to talk to me too.. 🙂 I went to my car and I put my skirt back on and this time I put it all up and I opened my blouse up.. Every stop where there were people was hotter and hornier..

 

Well, I'll start by describing myself. I'm a little girl. And I honestly have a pretty rich figure. Putita, in my stories I will only tell anecdotes that have happened to me, I hope you enjoy them, if you want to see beyond, and see me all and everything, my little mojadita, and being your whore you can write to karlisgimee@gmail. I'm going to start with the story..

 

 

_Take off my eyelids and cheeks, kiss the corner waiting for you: open your neck high to be approached; by your lips slowly runs my shoulders, uncovered and now that I open my eyes, look at me and we talk

 

I am creative in the way I imagine and behave sexually. I like to be direct in my proposals. I feel very comfortable in multiple relationships at the same time. I like to watch a porn video while having fun with my sexual partner. I enjoy with me pussy to the max i love being masturbated I like variations and adventures. I like to know myself. I love sex I also enjoy hot conversations, I like to talk about everything I have no limits I like everything we are going to play we will enjoy it together mmm

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I am creative in the way I imagine and behave sexually.. I like to be direct in my propositions.. I feel very at ease in many relationships in the same time.. I like to watch a porn video all about me having fun with my sexual partner.. I like to be masturbated I like variations and adventures. I like to get to know myself.. I like sex I like hot conversations, I like to talk about everything I have no limits I like everything that we're going to play we're going to enjoy together mmm

I'm addicted. Yes, I recognize him.. There's no reason to keep fooling myself.. I'm addicted to straws.. I love to masturbate. I've been up all night with my finger in it.. I've canceled dates and lied blatantly to avoid going to work and staying in bed, sweating my pants off, but not because of the fever.. I've gotten into the most unlikely things, and I've rubbed myself against furniture, people and objects.. I'm writing this in the hope that it will be therapy, as my psychologist advised.. Whenever I feel the irresistible urge to touch myself, I must write down my feelings, my experiences and my desires, so that the writing calms my spirits and gets me into the social masturbatory standards. One thing I'm sure of, and that's that I'm not a sex addict.. I've tried it in a variety of ways, and it's never satisfied me, except for one good masturbation session.. I've been fucked and fucked, humiliated and humiliated, sucked and sucked, but nothing rivals my inner knowledge and my personal, untransferable lust.. It's not a matter of size, because I've even paid to get beastly sizes (and when I say beastly, they're beastly), and aside from vaginal scratching the next day after a night with a butane bottle stuffed between my legs, I haven't gotten the same satisfaction.. It's not a gender thing either, because I came to think that a woman would understand my body better and give me the same pleasure that I give myself.. In vain, though the sensation of rubbing my pussy against another must admit was quite gratifying.. This very morning I felt one of those uncontrollable desires. The sun's rays have crept through my window and awakened me lazy, cradling me in his arms.. It was early, too early to get out of bed, but as much as I tried, I couldn't get back to sleep.. So there I was, tucked in bed, with nothing to do until half an hour later.. And he started biting my pussy.. My breathing was stirring for a moment.. I was supposed to start writing therapy today, but at seven in the morning I wasn't going to get up to start typing on the computer.. Inside, my mind was fighting a bloody battle: masturbate or not, that's the question.. On the one hand, I felt bad, on the other hand, the excitement was getting more and more as time went on.. My head was sending me conflicting images, and at the same time my breath was stirring and my nipples were standing up.. I knew that was wrong, but that was just another incentive.. And as my mind was torn between one choice and another, my body had already taken the lead.. My legs came together and my thighs hit each other, starting to rub against each other.. Far from chasing away the excitement, they increased it under the sheets.. The tickling inside me reverberated impatiently, urging me to let go of my needs, because that's how I came to interpret my masturbation desires as another physiological need, like breathing, eating or peeing.. Of course, there's no need to mix up the physiological needs, although sometimes it can be very exciting and fun... But coming back at seven this morning, my hands were clinging to the sheets, trying to keep them from getting even close to my innermost region.. Yet deep down I knew it was going to be useless.. I know myself better than anyone, and in those moments I knew that it couldn't be stopped by cold water (yes, I tried, and the result is I end up masturbating like crazy with the shower artichoke)). But somehow I wanted to keep fooling myself.. I knew that was wrong, and that added morbidity to the matter.. On the other hand, the art of rubbing my thighs to get me excited I've dominated for years.. Those boring history classes in school wouldn't have been the same without those refractions, without that subtle pressure on my vulva, which builds up the intensity in such a progressive way that you don't realize how horny you can get.. a little push of the pelvic muscles and a sighted orgasm. In bed, this form of masturbation takes on another dimension.. I can cross my legs and bend over, I can moan without fear of anyone looking at me weird, and I can help my hands to increase pressure in the clitoral area... If I want to use my hands, of course.. But this morning it was forbidden.. The fine fabric of my braces, long dislocated, helped to increase sensations with the rubbing of the seams.. I started to feel a little damp in the area.. The morning was cool, so it wasn't sweat, or just sweat, at least.. The pleasure kept increasing, it was becoming unbearable.. My back was curving, my nails were sticking to the mattress, my body was swaying back and forth, in a sexy dance.. Through the gaping, leering eyes, I glimpsed my breasts under the top of my pajamas.. My left nipple raised a lump in the cloth, my right had slipped away, and my legs were still tangled up, rubbing and giving me pleasure-axes at irregular intervals, each more unpredictable than the last, and of greater intensity.. I couldn't take it anymore, as he bit my lip, my right hand let go of the sheets that I was squeezing tightly and grabbed my right chest.. I had a cold hand, and my delicate skin felt it with dread.. A deep groan escaped from my lips. In my lower abdomen, the precious explosion of pleasure was beginning to grow.. My hand grasped my chest with greed, squeezing it mercilessly, only releasing it when my fingers decided to subject the nipple to intense, erotic torture, stretching and twisting it.. I tilted my head, trying clumsily and futilely to silence my groans with the pillow, only managing to drool on it.. I closed my eyes tightly and felt it coming.. I ran hard. The orgasm shook my entire body, with intense bursts of pleasure generated from my playful bunny.. I tasted it to the last drop of pleasure, knowing that once it was over, I would feel dirty again for what I had just done (and not just for getting my panties wet), but for the guilt.. I was feeling sleepy, but it was time to get out of bed and take a good shower.. Maybe that'll help me get over the relapse, another one in a hundred.. Day 1 of therapy: I haven't gotten out of bed and I've already masturbated.. This is gonna be really hard..

As a bird as it is, my finger has a nest in the little patch of grass of your hidden mole. Run with your arms, with your lips, and whistle from breast to breast, with the joy of her whistle. Water's in the dimple of your sunken little button.

Woman's body, white hills, white thighs, you look like the world in your surrender attitude. My wild peasant body undermines you and makes the son jump from the bottom of the earth. I was alone like a tunnel. From me the birds fled and into me the night entered its powerful invasion. To survive I forged you like a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling. But the time for revenge has come, and I love you. Of a fat content, by weight, exceeding 13%. Oh, the breast glasses! Ah the eyes of absence! Oh, the pubes! Ah, your slow, sad voice! Body of my woman, I will persist in your grace. My thirst, my boundless yearning, my indecisive path! Dark channels where eternal thirst follows, and fatigue follows, and infinite pain.

I think about your sex. Simplified heart, I think of your sex, before the ripe son of the day. I feel the button of happiness, it's in season. And an old feeling degenerates into sanity. I think of your sex, furrow more prolific and harmonious than the belly of the shadow, though death conceives and stops of God himself. Oh Conscience, I think, yes, of the free brute who enjoys where he wills, where he can. Oh, the honey scandal of the twilight. Oh, the silent roar.

The first time I had an orgasm was in his house.. She was at home. Only her parents were gone. And we knew no one was coming for a long time.. When I got home and she opened it, she was alone with her shirt on, and nothing else, and I noticed that her shirt was lifting because her dick was so up and so big that it looked like a hook was lifting it.. He just closed the door, and he hugged me and kissed me and he pushed me up the stairs, and he took off my clothes and he touched my tail and my tits, and he stopped in the middle of the stairs, and he led me up to his cock so that I could suck it, and he pushed me in with as much of my cock as I could and I started to pull it out and I was like, I was crying, and as he grabbed my head and made me go faster and get in more, he was moaning with pleasure.. We stopped, he sat me on the stairs, he spread my legs and started licking my pussy and squeezing my tits, he stopped and led me to his room.. He couldn't take it anymore and my chick wanted dick too, she was soaked and her dick was dripping, he threw me on his bed, he opened my legs and he pushed me hard, I felt it come in over and over again. I was crazy, I sucked my tits as hard as I could and I stared at them because they moved so much.. After a while like this, he got under me, and he grabbed me and he put me on top of him, up front and he got me in his dick and he grabbed me by the hip and he started moving me and moving me making me go in and out and up and down hard.. I got so much dick in, I got so much dick in that sometimes I got really sick of it. He made me come out and he put his arms up to his mouth, sucking my tits and then my cock from underneath, he put his whole cock back in and he grabbed my hip, this time he moved me so that my cock was gnawing all the time. his dick and his balls from front to back, rubbing my pussy.. A lot! He made me move a lot until I started to feel like tickling in my, my ears were covered, I felt like I was in another environment. I felt different, I started screaming and moaning without being able to control it or lower the volume of my screams, I felt a lot of pleasure and I was still moving now myself!! Until I felt that I came back from that other environment and I was still biting my, he came shortly after I started moaning and screaming uncontrollably!