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  • 13 Reviews
292 Followers 64 Likes
Last Seen: 8 hours ago
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gabriel_moraes01

My Princess Jasmine, sculpted as if from my own dreams, my perfect version of a woman: alluring, sexy, absolutely unique. Her every feature seems molded with delicacy and intention. Eyes that effortlessly seduce, a mouth that seems hand-drawn, a neck that invites touch, slow kisses. Soft breasts, contours that hypnotize. A belly where my peace rests, small feet that support this body that disarms me. She is delicacy in every inch, but she is also desire in its purest form. My Jasmine—not the one from fairy tales, but the one from my most real dreams.

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gabriel_moraes01

She has green eyes, the color of the sea on stormy days—deep, intense, hard to forget. Her gaze holds, pierces, as if peering into the soul. Her hair, black as night, flows straight with light waves, as if dancing with the wind. Her mouth, shaped with the precision of the mountain's curves, is both an invitation and a mystery. Her body is unconventional, and perhaps that's why it's perfect—exactly the way I love it. She is sweetness and strength, a gentleness that commands respect. She's the kind of woman who scares... Scared because it's all too easy to fall in love.