LMA Free with fire on the skin and hidden verses in each curve. Nature, tender by choice, and erotic as a secret whispered in the ear. I do not nake myself alone with the body ... also with my eyes, with the words, with the soul. I like to cause thoughts, light fantasies and make desire an art work. Each image is a carnal poem, an invitation to get lost without hurry and without shame. I don't look for attention ... I get it up.
Fantasy: Their fantasies do not start when they close their eyes ... They start when you look at me. I am the scene that imagines but does not dare to confess, the soft voice that orders you to sin, The mental caress that runs through the body without touching it..