I am not loud nor do I have an explosive sensuality, it is rather something that radiates in the quietest moments, in soft conversations, in those comfortable silences in which, without saying anything, you can feel a connection. My sensuality is in my stillness, in what I don't say, in how my body adapts to the space around it. It is a discreet but intense magnetism, like a soft melody that touches the deepest fibers without stridency. I love caressing my nipples and sliding my fingers all over my body, until I reach my pussy where I will enjoy you watching me do it. I also love intelligent and tough men... with an interesting conversation... I am demotivated by extreme pain, lack of respect without consent, bad smells, monotony in poses, penetration without preparation.