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Easter is coming and I'm letting you know that the Easter EGGS are already here, along with a THICK BAR OF BELGIAN CHOCOLATE that when you suck on it, creamy milk comes out. Shake before breastfeeding HAHAHAH 🍆😇🔥😝 #fetish SUCK AND FEEL WITHOUT MODERATION 🔥

All wet in the bath... I know you love this little white girl from Rio Grande do Sul 😈 #fetish

What do you think of my new lingerie? I can show you it from the front too! 😈 #fetish

Saturday is cleaning day, can I clean your house? 😈 #fetish

Good morning my beauties!!! Come see me today❤️😉 #fetish

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

Masturbating 5 minutes before going to the market #fetish

"Are you ready for a good pounding, baby? | Are you ready to get it on? | Don't pretend you're not fucking freaky, baby | I will spank that ass just for fun" #fetiche

Balcony of the third floor, the neighbor of the room appeared to spy 😈 has video of this photo in the gallery #fetiche

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I'm back ♥ ️ #fetish

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Good evening everyone! #fetish

Already in activity again; D let's see what this Sunday brings us ... I want to know your # fetish

#fetish good afternoon my love what's your wish ,, fantasy or fetish today tell me

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lingerie day #fetiche

A chronicle or an erotic tale? Or is it a comedy? We were young and it's been a while. I know you think I'm young now but I'm about to turn twenty-eight. I felt young at eighteen and now I feel like a little lady in her nineties who likes to take care of plants. Liking girls was almost a revolution and I remember well how I was seen as an insurgent, simply because I liked pussy as much as you, my reader. I had a few boyfriends but what many here don't know is that I had a secret girlfriend too. We'd get together at nightfall, hiding. Obviously it wasn't all that secret but I liked how the guys found it exciting and it amazed me how the other girls found it disgusting. She had dark hair and white skin and was extremely sweet. Damn, how sweet she was. I remember the first time I fell flat on that perfection, I had so much lust and so much desire that it was hard to stop. I understand how you feel to see me with my legs apart because I felt exactly the same as seeing her, with no panties waiting for me. It was definitely a beautiful summer, I left her house with the taste of honey in my mouth and when alone I remembered and got very wet. But now I'm almost a little lady who grows plants and has a monotonous and boring sex life. I convinced my boyfriend to hire a blonde, tail, I never hooked up with a blonde. I know, it's almost a tragedy never to have hooked up with a blonde. He offered a lot of resistance, like I was going to abandon him and run away with the blonde. Do you think I would do that? The fact is that when this amazing night comes and the naughty is in lingerie in front of us I very much doubt he will complain lol Meanwhile I'm here remembering that summer and how delicious it was. You had to have seen it, oh how I wish you had seen it. #fetish Old photo- make no mistake. It's just that this photo is too good to keep, don't you think? It's practically a sin to leave it dead inside an abandoned folder.