NiaLe

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.
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.