Mila, agency FrauM

I often wonder how our meeting might go) One of the fantasies looks like this: In the lobby of your room. A black patent-leather cloak covers my naked, aroused body... barely touching my waist, you slowly push me against the wall. Oh, I'm trapped.…At first, I freeze and only listen with my whole body to what your hands are doing, getting more and more carried away. Gradually, something in me begins to respond to your movements, I want you not to stop. I snuggle up to you, rub against your hard boner like a cat, and inhale the smell of your skin with pleasure. The touches are becoming more insistent,