AriellScarlata

I am a cheerful and full of life woman with very defined tastes. I greatly enjoy spending time with my family and friends as they are the core of my happiness and I always look for creative and sincere ways to make them smile. Whether through a joke, a loving gesture or simply with my presence, I strive to maintain a positive and laughing atmosphere. For me, there is nothing more rewarding than seeing the people I love happy and knowing that I have contributed to their joy.. Although I don’t consider myself an avid reader, there are times when a good book captures my attention and I immerse myself in its pages, letting the stories transport me to new worlds and experiences.. These literary escapades are a delight that I enjoy from time to time. I love how a book can offer a different perspective and open my mind to new ideas and emotions. Every book I read becomes a little adventure that enriches my life and my imagination. My true passion, however, is in romantic movies and everything related to the romantic genre.. There is nothing like getting lost in those stories full of passion, emotion and love. I am fascinated by how these stories can evoke a wide range of feelings and allow me to daydream about happy endings and eternal loves.. Romantic movies offer me an escape from reality and remind me of the beauty and power of love. From classics to the latest productions, I enjoy every moment of these stories that touch my heart. I love the cold; the fresh air and the chilly breeze make me feel alive and energetic. Winter and low temperatures not only invigorate me, but also give me a sense of comfort and well-being that is hard to match.. The cold fills me with vitality and inspires me to take advantage of every moment. I love the feeling of wrapping yourself in a warm coat, enjoying a cup of hot chocolate or walking under a light snowfall.. These moments make me feel connected with nature and with my own being. As for my personal tastes, my favorite colors are purple and fuchsia. These colors reflect my vibrant and lively personality, and make me feel connected with my cheerful and dynamic essence. I like to incorporate these tones in my daily life, from clothing to decoration, as they make me feel authentic and full of energy. Purple, with its richness and depth, symbolizes my more thoughtful and creative side, while fuchsia, bright and bold, represents my enthusiasm and passion for life.. One of my favorite foods is a popular delicacy from the Colombian coast: fried bananas with cheese and sour cream. This dish not only satisfies me culinary, but also has a deep sentimental value. Each bite connects me to my roots and brings me cherished memories of moments shared with my family. It is a dish that, in addition to being delicious, has the power to transport me to my homeland and my origins, filling me with nostalgia and joy. I love to prepare this dish on special occasions and share it with my loved ones, keeping alive a tradition that is dear to me. In short, I am a woman who deeply values personal relationships, enjoys the small pleasures of life and finds joy in the simple things.. My love for family, friends, occasional reading, romantic movies, the cold, vibrant colors and typical food of my region are aspects that define my essence and make me who I am. I strive to live every day with a positive and grateful attitude, always looking for beauty in the world around me and joy in the moments shared with those I love..

I love dancing; it is one of the ways I express my joy and freedom. Every time I listen to music, my body moves to the beat, and I feel completely alive. No matter if it is salsa, merengue, bachata or any other style, I always find pleasure in letting myself be carried away by the music and enjoy the moment. Dancing not only entertains me, it also connects me to my essence and allows me to release stress and worries.. I love to experiment with different styles and colors. From a natural make-up to a more elaborate one for a special occasion, I enjoy every step of the process. I love how makeup can transform my look and enhance my features. I also enjoy sharing this knowledge with other people, helping them feel more confident and beautiful.. Applying makeup is a form of art for me, and I am fascinated by learning new techniques and trends to keep improving. Another of my passions is to make different hairstyles. I love experimenting with new styles, whether it’s braids, chic gathers or just trying different ways to wear my hair loose. Each hairstyle is an opportunity to express my creativity and adapt it to my mood or occasion. I also enjoy helping my friends and family get their hair done for special events, seeing how a good hairstyle can completely change their look and attitude.. Organizing and caring for my nails is another of my favorite hobbies. I enjoy the process of filing them, shaping them and painting them with different colors and designs. For me, having well-groomed nails is a way to show attention to detail and to feel more well-groomed and presentable. I love trying new nail art techniques and keeping my hands and feet flawless. Everything related to beauty passionate me deeply. From skin care to the latest beauty products and treatments, I love to stay informed and up to date on new trends and techniques. My dream is to have my own beauty salon, a space where I can apply all my knowledge and skills to help other people feel and look better.. I am excited about the idea of creating a welcoming and professional place where every client feels special and leaves with a smile on his face. So, I enjoy greatly applying all this knowledge to other people. I am filled with satisfaction to see how a good make-up, a perfect hairstyle or well-groomed nails can increase someone’s confidence and spirit.. Helping others highlight their natural beauty and seeing their happiness when looking in the mirror is one of the greatest rewards for me. Every time I have the opportunity to beautify someone, I feel that I am one step closer to my dream of having my own salon and doing what I really love every day.

I'll try to sing to love without any make-up I'll write in the first person, an ephemeris in honor of love An exquisite body with images that are never forgotten I love to transform into metaphors, our obscene adventures Sensual effigies that will allow me to survive and keep hopes You'll think I'm dirty. I am, if I get rid of my fears and open up Sex is the ultimate expression of the sublimity of desire I go with the blind pleasure of a lover, to our loving rendezvous We cling to each other, like desperate castaways Let's get drunk with madness as if it were our last day Your kisses flavored with cinnamon and amaranth, An affectionate and erotic poison, distills your loving lips The amorous taste of ecstasy, makes us delirious with its aphrodisiac elixir We undress to experience the overflowing fieriness of the senses I glide over your body in the backlight like a silk luminary We cast a single shadow, like right-handed lovers, loving each other I love the smell of your flesh and it bewitches me Scent of a pretty woman I love you hypnotizing, dazzling and magnetizing from head to toe Impetuous caresses make flames of greedy desires germinate I had been craving these intimate and wild cooing for so long! Our crazy hairs spill out like smoke and shadow It's impossible to stop or quench the fury, of the burning blood You pluck your leaves like a ripe rose, petal by petal I look at you and you amaze me with the beauty of a naked statue How pleasant it is to walk through you and discover yourself with my gaze Your walking lips entertain my body with daring cuddles I feel the touch of the nipples of your breasts, Like hummingbird flapping Your wonderful erect nipples, seduce and increase the frenzy Your erect breasts look like garbsome fruits exposed to the wind Your damp hair, your luxuriant hair, absorbs all the ardent enjoyment The silky hair is beautiful and sweet, from your crotch guard You hear tender words that I express that excite us The expression of absence from your eyes and pupils, They express it all The hunting rhythm of your hips, ruminates me to pieces The hot and agitated dives between your thighs, they make me shudder Open your knees for my daring eyes and give you craziest kisses Greedily sculpt my tongue, the thirsty stalactite of desire Madness, rapture, delusions and insane alienated shadows! Let's Burn. Quememonos. Let's devour each other like carnivorous vultures Sighs and groans broken with kisses, spread naked We know love is dirty, it's more burning and loving Your face and throat offer unconditionally and impurely They want to be splashed like the cliff that bleeds to the sea Get drunk with the scandalous honey and the crystals of dew You don't filter or amend anything. You offer yourself like an open pomegranate You lie like a gladiator resigned to the will of fate Refresh my anxiety with your saliva the restlessness of my sex That beautiful embellish the rose to your greedy pubis I invade you and you hasten me. Warm is the hospitality of your oasis Become a lustful waterfall. Open up like a flower without fear Don't stop your loving adventure. Open wide like the wind I venerate your thighs with kisses and saliva I try to melt them! Release me with the reflux of your harmonious belly Your eyes in absence, seem to fix the gaze on the infinite I am fascinated by the ironic smile and the salmon-pink, of the whipped sex Crazy spasms demand deeper and merciless inlays The caverns are spurred without mercy like ijares That delight feels as I penetrate burning inside you We know we love each other as we melt like a piece of bronze I burn like a sea of impetus. I know I'll die out like beach foam Passionate foams are born from the stormy reflux Limitless cravings, hunger for meat and sweet pleasures We pour in unison, as if we dream the same bubbles of sacred liquor emanate from the seductive snake We ejaculate stars and hundreds of sparks of joy Now you enjoy the smell of melted honey, burning holocaust A legion of kisses extinguish as wounded warriors, expiring Our bodies lie exhausted, as if they had fought to death Exhausted we separated and watched surrendered, the uncovered sky.

¿Why do you unleash beast desires when I remember you? Is your soul the extension of my thoughts? I was too happy and that's why I sing without discernment our evocations I dissect between verses, groans and shadows of our encounters I want to write listening to your heart and the verses of your sex You gave me like an open book, so I could write with your essence Sense and pleasure, depend more on the expression that gives reason It is disturbing to express my emotions with joy and explosive joys They were beautiful nights of love, greedy, warm, greedy You will be my eternal and great love. I survived and I'll be at the mercy of your desires Possessing you was clinging to elusive dreams and hopes It's a torture to avoid thinking about you, not to have a night erection We're apple and snake. Two hearts seduced by desire It's wild the passion that attracts me and clings to you. Tell me you still remember me and you love me a little bit I know I can never forget you. You are unique and perverse Nudity gives us the most beautiful landscapes of nature I tried to be tender and compassionate with your fragile body, as much as possible There is no more beautiful landscape than seeing you melted to my body I love to see how you fade and give yourself unhindered All the bad and dark of life, is forgotten when I embrace you Will I be necrophilic for conceiving orgy scenes, with you? Love me without censorship. With free eroticism, without amendments You are a magnet for my desires, when you erase the memory of time Never stop loving us like beasts in heat Dare to enjoy intimate, delicious and impudent mischief Let me be more expressive and touch you, playing with the senses I know the buttons on your body, that put the hair on the tip I feel the trembling of your flesh, predicting a cascade of emotions Let us experience the tantric process and the awakening of our senses It is proverbial the knowledge that enhances our amateur skills The sense of smell allows us to vent compatibility with moods and fantasies Avoid those sarcastic whims that make us sick or embarrassed Let me try you with delight and no circumstances. Enjoy with appetite the cravings Listen with curiosity and drink the essence of the tender and dirty words Let's handle ourselves with skill. Let’s touch ourselves in a loquacious and accurate way The subtly visualized allows us to see with delight our bodies We manifest ourselves naturally without pretence, as we are, without disguises.

The prelude is a ritual that allows our senses to enjoy Meditation allows us to enjoy incredible orgasms for hours We look straight into each other's eyes, deciphering what we think or feel We concentrate on the journey, without thinking about the end of the road Only the stimulation of the senses allows us to enjoy the process Exploring the areas of the body with sensuality, It's an art We live a sensory and emotional experience, anointing ourselves with oil The jumble of garments augurs an anarchic crowd of shadows We dance enjoying pleasure and enjoy our genitals We value every kiss, caress, hug, even adoring each other We live in the present, in total surrender in the now We accept each other, physically and spiritually, in totality Candles, incense, and food spice up our souls Everyone expresses what they feel or want, with absolute freedom Hugs convey peace, sensitivity, strength, joy, good sense We let ourselves be carried away with our eyes closed to forget and trust I feel myself standing erect as I feel your kisses and your caresses fade My impatient fingers obsess with your nipples Your mouth opens like a sluice to the little sea of desires Still I see you sipping with an aftertaste, every last drop of my body No one can imagine the amount of pleasure that hands and lips bring We enjoy the harmonious and fluid movement like the sea waters There is no hurry to ejaculate, otherwise we enjoy this pagan idolatry All of our sexual energy is at our mercy or at our discretion Why do they sound beautiful and exciting, our dirty words? Your moans of passion beg more and more, fiery violence Gallop over me. Gallops like a plain amazon Your body roars and is cast in chaste, in the immoral struggle. Shout uncensored, without obstructing the erotic zafarrancho Unleash yourself with insolence like a shameless woman given over to lasciviousness You are salacious and libidinous, carnal and fornicating like a virgin of lupanar Little remains of the wild and rustic girl, of village habits Madness confuses us in an absurd skein of lines Madness is fierce, it entangles us, it knots us, over and over again We adore and express admiration for our body parts We forget about time to enjoy: One hundred percent Nothing tastes bad to me and I don't see anything dirty, in your private parts In fornication, your lubricity brings eroticism to the touch I masturbate you a couple of times, to make the night phosphorescent The splendor of the sequins is glorious, When exhaling sybaritic moans It's fantastic to experience orgasms with your whole body I'll never forget that look of yours, the expression on your face and mouth Dying little by little, is the absurd fate of lovers.

The pain caused by loneliness, Imagining you in my dreams, Walking those paths That today have another owner. Are you thinking of me? My question of an enthusiastic child But when I open my eyes And see that I'm just a passionate man. Your affection is another, Your love is another, Your caresses are another, Nothing of you belongs to me anymore. Today, the rain brings me your memory, Your sculptural woman body, Your divine swinging hips as you walk, Your rich way of kissing. I imagine your breasts and nipples excited, Your white belly agitated, Your wet vagina pulsating, Your soft buttocks. And that sweet tunnel between your buttocks That you squeezed and squeezed to make me lose my senses. My desires to have you in my arms Make you mine. Penetrating the deepest of you, Of your wet sex, Of your tight tunnel of love. Woman come to me, I want to feel you, to feel me, to be fire in love.. And ashes when it bursts.

The pain caused by loneliness, Imagining you in my dreams, Walking those paths That today have another owner. Are you thinking of me? My question of an enthusiastic child But when I open my eyes And see that I'm just a passionate man. Your affection is another, Your love is another, Your caresses are another, Nothing of you belongs to me anymore. Today, the rain brings me your memory, Your sculptural woman body, Your divine swinging hips as you walk, Your rich way of kissing. I imagine your breasts and nipples excited, Your white belly agitated, Your wet vagina pulsating, Your soft buttocks. And that sweet tunnel between your buttocks That you squeezed and squeezed to make me lose my senses. My desires to have you in my arms Make you mine. Penetrating the deepest of you, Of your wet sex, Of your tight tunnel of love. Woman come to me, I want to feel you, to feel me, to be fire in love.. And ashes when it bursts.