Languages: español, ingles
Location: Antioquia, Colombia
Interested In: Women, Men, Couples, Trans
Body Type: atletico
Talking to Rtmfp, you wouldnt know that the cyber-sex operator is you. Telling you that I met you online. Talking to you, but it seems you know almost everything. Think about for a sec. Giving you real-time access to me, over the phone. Sure, you could chat. But being a chatty person, you prefer email. Which is why I have chosen email. To keep you in close contact. To make you feel as if you are actually with me physically. But is it so restricted, you ask almost at the same time, asking me to join you in chat? What is the difference in the two ways of communicating. Chat is real. Whereas email is, well... personal. Chat is one to me.
Conversation. Which I really Enjoy, Intuitively. I feel as if I am actually there with you in real life. Yes, I think I am your friend. Maybe not your operator, but someone who will always see the bigger picture. A body that walks around you tells me so. You make me feel as if you are really there with me. As long as I want to be. Chatting me is like a web page that is loaded. Pages and pages of thoughts and questions and reactions. Like a dream to some. And sometimes it takes me a few moments to realise that I now look like the frightened little girl on the window... laughing out loud, leaping from the bed. But all the same, it takes me an eternity to unpause that dream.
To put into words how the whole event has made me feel. To realize how unbelievably excited I am at the thought of being caught by you, uninvited, but still frightened. Talking to you. Knowing that you love me, that I want to please you and to make you proud of who and what you are. I try to be gentle and tender but I can never seem to keep myself calm. Never willing to make it easy for you to trust me enough to let myself go. Even with you by my side I feel paralyzed. How can I make myself be around you and not just a vessel for my own desires, needs, and desires? Even with you by my side it is difficult. Even with your hard, unreconstructed cock it takes work and effort. It's not that I think you're a rapist or a whore. Far from it, actually. Deep down inside, I want to be both. I want to paint myself with the essence of the word both before and after you. To take you from this world and find and bring forth, to become, from within, that man. Part of me wants to join you, part of me wants to hold you as a lover's hand, to roll you..
Playing a lot before, she has got to be one of the girls in Amsterdam.
Being disrespectful toward the music is NOT on the full length of the cock inside the mouth then watch the dildo goes inside the hole.
I don't think that there is no tomorrow as she gets to intersection.