Just imagine a rainy day and you're here like this. #fetish

On-line with Heika!!! #Fetiche

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The Surrender He entered slowly, as if carrying a secret. I sat across from him, silently. And I let him speak… in his own time. “I thought I was in control,” he said. And then he looked at me, as if he still doesn’t know exactly what he’s experienced. “But she… she changed everything.” I just listened. Attentive. I could sense, in the tone of his voice, that it wasn’t just desire, it was memory pulsing. He said she’d arrived confidently. With firm steps and eyes that didn’t ask permission. He said one gesture from her was enough for him to understand she wouldn’t lead anything that night. “Get on your knees,” she said. And he obeyed. As he told me, he lowered his eyes. As if he were still there. As if the floor before her had been the most intimate place he’d ever been. He said she’d made him kiss her feet. Not as a game. But as if teaching him, firmly and elegantly, to desire differently. She didn’t touch him hastily. She allowed it. And every command he gave was an invitation to surrender. "I don't think I've ever been so dominated... and so free at the same time," he said. And I took a deep breath, holding that phrase as if it were poetry. In the end, he looked me in the eyes. And said, almost in a whisper: "I needed to tell you. Because only someone like you could understand." I listened. With presence. And I transformed into words what he experienced with his body. This story isn't mine. But now, it's my voice that carries it. And you? Do you dare tell me what you don't dare tell anyone else? Write to me. Who knows, the next story might be yours... #fetish

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"Cremmosinhos" ... online agora ... # fetish ... (The Cremma Plus HD)

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# foot fetish 35 come with me come ...

Can I step on you?

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If you think you know me, think again. #fetiche

Starting the month with that huge lust heheheeh. #fetish

The hands.

Cooking makes me float ... Food has life, colors, smells and flavors, for me this is the symbolism of perfection ... The onion in every frying tone has a flavor, ranging from spicy to bitter and on the coals it becomes sweet , have you ever thought how extraordinary this is ???? It is chemical, physical and abstract ... When you talk about grandma rice you can immediately see the smell of garlic frying in the pan ... Cooking is also remembering, it is an endless storybook .... I am still far from home in a very simple community, but with great value for each food that is put on the table ... Here people say that we are what we eat, so that we are rich in virtues like a plate full of food. #fetish

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Confirm promised, follow the first video of the week, the subject you chose was #fetish !!! Great holiday 💋💋💋