and fetishes:
About me
Standing 1m80 tall, a golden-hipped silhouette wrapped in silk-soft skin, I carry the scent of salt and sun, of tenderness disguised as temptation. I am elegance with a pulse a quiet storm that breathes between grace and surrender.
I don’t want to lead. I want to let go.
To feel someone’s strength, calm and unshakable, take over my chaos and guide it into quiet.
I want to be seen completely not as something to fix, but as something to command, to shape, to hold still until I finally breathe again.
There’s no fear in that surrender only trust, the kind that burns and heals at once.
I don’t want to resist.
I want to belong.























