AliciaSamis

🌹 Hi, I'm Alicia 🌹 A 19-year-old Colombian redhead with a perfect mix between sweetness and cunning 😘 . I have fire in my hair and passion in my eyes. Do you dare to play with me?

26570058I love creating real connections, spicy chats, sincere laughs and moments that are not forgotten. No judgment here, just pleasure, fun and good vibes 🥰 . 💄 Always with a naughty smile and a great desire to make you feel special. I am ready for you to discover me, at your own pace. or to mine 🔥 Do you dare to enter my world? 💋 I promise you won't want to leave.

✨ ¿What do I like? Men with attitude, open-minded and. yes, I admit it, generous 😉 . I melt with the details, the sincere compliments and those who know how to value what they see 💄💎.

🎁 Mis regalos favoritos: Tips that make me smile 😚 Sexy lingerie (do you want to pick it yourself? ) Positive vibes and hot conversations Surprises! I love those who surprise me without warning 💕

¿Do you dare to be my favorite? I'm here to spoil you. if you also know how to pamper me 😘

I enjoy the small pleasures, like a good conversation accompanied by a cigar, and also the great adventures. I love to make fun and out of the ordinary plans - the traditional is not my thing -, I always look for something different that takes me out of the routine.

🔥 One night red 🔥}

The night had begun like many others. But Alice wasn't one to follow scripts.. She wore her favorite shade: intense red, bright as her attitude. The smoke of his cigar drew figures in the air as he peered out the balcony, letting the wind caress his skin.. She liked the things that made her feel alive. and that night, something different was in the air. When he came, he didn't say a word. He just looked at her, mesmerized. She smiled, knew that silence was desire contained. She invited him over with a glance, and without saying anything, he followed her. as if I knew what was coming wouldn't be ordinary.

She approached slowly, letting her fingers run down his neck as the cigarette smoke melted between them. The heat began with a subtle rub, a game of glances, and soon, their lips met in a slow, almost perverse kiss, loaded with promises..

There was no rush. Alice enjoyed every second, every reaction. He liked the power to provoke without touching too much, to ignite without burning yet. I knew that the real seduction was in waiting. in what is implied, not in what is shown at once. And so, between dim lights, soft caresses and whispers full of desire, the night was taking another rhythm. Nothing forced, everything flowed like the smoke still floating in the room: slow, dense, addictive.

.he watched her as if it were a dream made flesh. Alicia moved confidently, with that wild and controlled touch that drove those who knew her closely crazy.. She guided him to the bed without stopping, and with each exhalation, she seemed to set the rhythm of what was coming: slow, deep, inevitable.. She sat on him, not taking anything off yet, just letting him feel the friction of her skin under the cloth.. She whispered in his ear, in a low, low voice, “I don’t like it fast. I like what stays in memory. She kissed him hungrily, and in every kiss there was a promise. The hands finally began to explore with more freedom: the neck, the back, the hips. The clothes disappeared as if time did not exist. Everything became touch, panting, skin.