What I do like:
I would like you to touch me as if tomorrow you were going somewhere very, very far away and you wanted to remember every part of my body, the smoothness of my skin, all the valleys and curves that make up my body.

What I don't like:
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When I am ONLINE:
Look for me, and you will find me

My description:
Come, my dear, into me, I'm ready to receive you, I feel the desire descend in me and my scream is waiting for you... I miss feeling it inside me, heavy, strong, thick... to fill me, to struggle, to offer , to command... I miss feeling her in my mouth like a snake that wants in its nest, to feel the smoothness of her head and the smell of moss and forest wood... to feel her strength and the joy of existing... then to I feel how love pours out and feeds me and to feel the splashes flowing on my heated body and wet me... to feel you between my legs as it rises and falls, as it crashes and folds blindly, as it twists and makes me dizzy... to feel you more deeper than ever, pounding rhythmically inside me, then gently...to come to the orgasm like a wave hitting the shore...then give it to me and suck it with infinite tenderness...so that not a drop of your liquid remains...on you ...Bend over and look for me and unashamedly spread my legs apart like a gymnastic rope... look at me and moan and like what you see and I let myself be looked at without a bit of shame then taste me lightly... yes I can feel the pores on your beard scratching me a little and I moan with excitement, then you insert your tongue deep into me and enter rhythmically.... let me squirm and beg for mercy and don't stop, torment me, don't let me feel, stop and wait for me to ask again and again...only then come in suddenly, sharply and I will convince myself of the desire...to hold you to my chest and sit on your shoulders with my legs and I open as much as I can so that you can enter me according to your desire, however deep... and every entry of yours will make me groan... and every approach will be more and more towards an endless orgasm... And let we fall exhausted, wet with sweat and wet with our desire and let our smell and taste enjoy us, let it be like a ritual bath of love, that moisture of ours and laugh and smile and laugh again and forget everything that was bad in my life...