CelesteJohns

I am a nice woman with an open mind. I like a good conversation where I can get to know you well and allow me to be myself. I like to be a different girl, if I do something in front of the camera is because I like it, what doesn't excite me, you just won't see me do it, even if you send me credit. I can be elegant, sweet and delicate but I can also be sensual, bold and wild. It all depends on our connection and how you discover my hottest side. I would like to satisfy you and at the same time please myself through our private encounters. Being here and exploring new ways of pleasure every day makes me feel lucky. Come and discover the pleasures of being with a South American woman. I will never deny myself a good orgasm.

A better way to keep warm during the journey is to make sure we are ourselves, and try to be better every day, bringing out a new and improved version of ourselves.. Never lose your way, because on long roads you meet good friends. There are places where you stay and places where you stay. ¡But we don't relax! You're like a book, a finished chapter, there's other places. Now let life flow, and don't cling to anything or anyone; everything is in this moment of our lives. There's also a why. Whatever happens, whatever comes, whatever remains, whatever it is, wherever I go, you'll be jealous. During this time, you see undiscovered places, so it is always possible to rediscover them. ¡Keep flowing, don't forget! meet different people but remember! While we can’t end our differences, we help make the world a place that works for them. Don’t worry, go at your own pace and keep walking, but never forget, come back to yourself and always challenge yourself! This is the only path that leads to growth.

It requires caresses, caresses and kisses from the opposite sex in an exclusive bond; but sometimes it requires a third party in the embrace. Oh, the triangular beauty of the bond that unites man, lover and stranger, one for love, one for sex, in a simultaneity that deceives no one. And the sensual charm of each woman, grants a mutual transfer of voluptuousness, in a bed that three share without interference. ¿Who is more expert in the stealthy arts of satisfying pleasure than the woman who sees her own parts while exploring another woman's skin? And what better education or school for the inexperienced man (are not all? ), to observe what delicacy, ardor and manners are revealed there? Neither of them, though they might be, will be active and brazen participants; can the third stop to watch, or simply join the three lovers? Continuously rotating, intertwined, alive, back and forth, without taboos that inhibit the senses, uniting the innocent with the perverted. I'll invent my kisses after kisses she left in you, with the flavors she herself left traces in my mouth, but only you will perceive my tremors. And your kisses will fall in the way she left when she caressed me; and they will carry her aroma, but your offering will be better, because you knew how to love me. ¿And jealousy? Can you unravel their tangles? When the time comes to share the purest union, will you be the one who loves to contemplate or the one who cries? I love you sweet, sensual, tender, lascivious, and I will love you with the imprint of a woman; but with the same imprint on my living skin, will you worship me tomorrow as yesterday?

A kiss of bold knees, of wet and voluptuous lips, of brazen hand, of trembling fingers, of slowly stripped silhouettes. A kiss that requires several lives to exhaust its loving funds, disdainful of nebulous affections more orphaned of spurs than bridles. Kiss I've made over the years in shapes, lengths and sizes that no one could deserve. I bring you this kiss, absorb it, curly, expansive, irreverent, because I know you'll answer me.

I'm so tired of love songs, we always talk about a happy ending and well we know life never works so I would have done everything but you never understood anything of anything he Life always has to go on even if my heart breaks and there's nothing left. That's why I'm so tired of love songs, they always talk about a happy and good ending, we know life never works that way.

I want to be your song from beginning to end I want to touch your lips and be your lipstick Be the soap that softens you, the bath that bathes you The towel you slide on your wet skin I want to be your pillow, your silk duvet Kiss you while you dream and watch yourself sleep I want to be the sun that comes in and shines on your bed It wakes you up little by little, It makes you smile I want to be in the softest touch of your fingers Enter the most intimate with your secrets, I want to be the good, liberated or forbidden.

If you look at a silent dancer, her body will be the music.. If you turn on the music, that body becomes an extension of what you're listening to.. You can only be creative if you love life enough to want to enhance its beauty, you want to bring it a little more music, a little more poetry, a little more dance, every dance you do belongs to you.. It's part of your collection.. ¡When he thinks like that, you'll want his next routine to be the best he's ever done!

“Women are independent and fight for them. It's time to fight. We call on world leaders to change their strategies, to make women independent and fight for them. It's time to fight. We call on world leaders to change their strategies.”

I am afraid of the night; so long are the hours and so large my bed. I only dream of you the conscious moments, but not when I sleep. And when I wake up, suddenly, I'm looking at you, and I don't see you.. You come back to my mind, and your absence is fear, loneliness your silence. ¿What good is the angle of the open thighs, what good is the double curves of the hips and breasts, if you only appear as a shadow in the shadow, if only my idea and my desire imprison you I want to do myself what you should, lacking voice and breath to my hand, and the ritual of silky rubs, unforeseen I'm missing your sweat, your moaning, the mystery of what you've so often created in my flesh, and that seems always so current, so unpublished. When I wake up and it's me orphanhood and your absence, when the hunger for sex shakes me in tremors, and screams lusts at me, I'm afraid to do it, because it's never deeper, sadder, more painful, the loneliness that then grips me, winds me, overflows into my night, as if you were only the image of a mirror.

With my words, I fornicate your spirit as my body would. You read me, you think of me and your body reacts. You feel my hands running around you, desecrating between your legs, your sex. You feel my fingers, my mouth feeding you with the juices you distill just by imagining that it is I who possesses you. And you offer me, and in your mind I own you. Even with just these letters, I make you mine as much as I want.😋

In the depths of the fire, burning ceaselessly, emerges your masculine essence, a charm impossible to avoid.. Your eyes, burning embers, reflect passion and desire, your skin, which is a flame, awakening in me a longing.. Every word you say, a whisper that burns, every look you give, a wish that alienates me.. Your presence, an intense fire, consuming my being uncontrollably, every caress, a torrent of flames, igniting in me an erupting volcano. You are the sun at its peak, illuminating my universe ceaselessly, your arms, a warm embrace, that envelops me and makes me sigh..

In every whispered word, in every intense look, a flame is lit, that conquers everything, a sorcerer of desire, a dense presence, that in his arms, lights the night in an instant.. There is no fear in his being, only courage, a man on fire, who burns without extinguishing, knowing that in love, passion guides him, and the fire he carries in his heart, will not stop shining.. O fiery men, who in their essence are unleashed, who ignite the world with their strength and virility, you are the flame that lights our lives ceaselessly, and in your warmth we find happiness.

In the fire of passion, a man consumes himself, his eyes burning, his body reflecting fire, a flame burning inside, unstoppable, a volcano of desire, seeking to be satisfied. Her powerful hands, caressing with sweetness, arousing sensations, every sexual impulse, like a dancer, who guides and seduces without censorship, burning the skin, leaving a sensual trail. A man who in his walk, causes a shudder, a bold gentleman, open to adventure, revealing his courage, giving his feeling, a tireless lover, who yearns for your sweetness.

I see your lips and my skin is tingling, I want to eat them by kissing and to search your being, to conquer those who for moral and ethical reasons I cannot see, those who are the source full of the richest pleasure. You catch me and drive me crazy, if you compare me to a volcano in full eruption, I simply have no comparison, you raise me to unknown temperatures, even for me, you are pure fire, that consumes me. I love your experience of loving, your furtive outpouring of giving, as you crack my mattress, silent witness of long nights of eroticism and fiery.

Inhabit me, penetrate me. Let your blood be one with my blood. Your mouth between my mouth. Your heart enlarges mine until it bursts. Tear me off. You fall whole into my bowels. Let your hands be in my hands. Your feet walk on my feet, your feet. It's burning me, it's burning me. Give me your sweetness. Bath me your saliva the palate. Be in me as the wood is in the stick. That I can't do it anymore, with this thirst burning me. With this thirst burning me. The loneliness, its crows, its dogs, its pieces.

I want a man who supports me in everything. on the table, on the wall, on the stairs. I want a man who supports me in everything. On the table, on the wall, on the stairs. I want a man who supports me in everything.. On the table, on the wall, on the stairs.. I would like to be a pirate, not for the gold or silver, but for that treasure that you have between your legs. I'd like to be a pirate, not for the gold or the silver, but for that treasure that you have between your legs I'd like to be a pirate, not for the gold or the silver, but for that treasure that you have between your legs.

The man who loves me must know how to uncover the curtains of my skin, find the depths of my eyes and know what's nesting inside me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me will not want to possess me as a commodity, nor exhibit me as a hunting trophy, he will know to stand by me with the same love so I will be by your side. The man who loves me must know how to run the curtains of the skin, find the depth of my eyes and know what's nesting in me, the transparent swallow of tenderness.. The man who loves me doesn't want to own me like a commodity, nor exhibit me like a hunting trophy, he will know to be by my side with the same love so I will be by my side.

Yeah, breakfast at Tiffany's and bubble bottles Girls with tattoos who like to get in trouble Eyelashes and diamonds, ATMs Buy me all my favorite stuff I've gone through bad things, I should be a sad bitch Who would have thought that would make me a savage? I'd rather be bound with handcuffs than with ropes. Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah. My doll, stop looking, my neck is flossing. Make big deposits, my glow is exploding. ¿Do you like my hair? Wow, thanks, I just bought it. I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it.

Bright star, if I were constant as you, not in solitary splendor hanging from the height of the night and watching, with eternal open eyelids, as of patient nature, a sleepless hermit, the moving waters in his religious task, of pure ablution around land of human banks, or of contemplation of the mountains and pastures

Come and take my hand Come, take my hand I want to contact the living I want to contact the living It's safe to understand I'm not sure to understand This role I've been given This role I've been given I'm here and I live with God. I sit and talk to God And he just laughs at my planes And he just laughs at my plans. My head has a buzz My head speaks a language without an audience I don't understand I just want to feel I just want to feel true love True love lives in the heart of life. Feel the home I live in Cause I got too much life Cause I got too much life Runnin' for my visitors Running through my veins I'm gonna waste going to waste I don't want to die I don't want to die But I don't like to live But I don't want to live either Before I fell in love Before I fell in love I was ready for childbirth. I'm getting ready to leave her Asustarm to die Scare me to death here's the runner So I keep running Before I get before I get I can see it coming I can see it coming I just want to feel I just want to feel true love True love lives in the heart of life. Feel the home I live in 'Cause I've got too much life 'Cause I've got too much life Running for my visitors Running through my veins I'm going to waste going to waste You need to feel true love And I need to feel true love And a life forever And a life forever There's no weapon by chance I can't get enough I just want to feel true love I just want to feel true love I feel the house you live in Feel The home I live in I got too much love I got too much love Running for my visitors Running through my veins going to the trash go to waste I just want to feel true love I just want to feel true love In a life forever And a life forever There's a hole in my soul There's a hole in my soul You can see it in my face You can see it in my face It's a great place It's a Really big place (I discovered, feel) (Discover it, feel) Come and take my hand Come and take my hand I want to contact the living I want to contact the living It's safe to understand I'm not sure I understand

It is important for me to know everything around you and it is important for almost every thing that you and I can talk about on my own.. I can tell you about me that I am a very good, positive, cheerful, active and fresh woman with whom I will always be. I am very sweet, loving, sincere and kind I have so much energy and everything so bright and incredibly open to you that you can not even imagine, and I try to dissipate it to other people and the whole world I like to absorb this world of care and love I like when the people around me are happy I don't like when every person can feel needed and faithful at this moment, but today I'm going to talk about openness and sincerity and I want to talk about a situation that is usually very prolonged for someone.

I like to tell about myself as much as possible and my positive thinking is always energized by the people around me and help me grow. I am only in the mood for good things I like to cook, this is also a very good quality I love to eat I like romantic walks, some fun trips.

You're what catches me From exploring your whole body without measuring consequence My soul I sold to the superior I live in your mind even though you call me a traitor To repeat it again, I know you love it Don't waste time that's bad In the fire burn us There's no fear when the heart is on fire,

When I see you naked and I contemplate your beauty, our room becomes a temple, that awakens desire. , And if a thousand times naked I see you, Before you I kneel, When of your eyes, the glow, Illuminates my soul; And anxious, but calmly, Of your beauty I enjoy, When obtaining from you, the fruits, That we harvest in the bed.

Once upon a time there was an artist who only had toilets and paints, who only had paintings and canvases, but he loved an actress, but he loved the actress who loved flowers.. Who loved flowers. Then he put up for sale his baths, his humble dwelling, his canvases and his humble house and of the acheta class and with this money he bought a whole ocean of flowers. An ocean of flowers. ((A million, a million, a million red roses, a million red roses out the window, out the window, from the window, from the window, from the window you discover). You look out the window. The one who loves you, the one who loves you, the one who loves you, the one who loves you, the one who loves you truly the one who loves you truly will change his whole life will change his life in flowers for you. Looking for flowers for you

touched, I like to lick, kiss and penetrate until I have orgasm. I like men who know how to make you feel a horny woman and make you reach orgasm. Let me be your fantasy ❤️ Sexy and passionate, eager to be touched, I love to lick, kiss and penetrate me to orgasm. Don't forget to add me to your list of favorite models. I am a sensual woman, full of love and passion, enter my virtual world and discover the woman in me. I like the good life, no stress, take things as they come and appreciate what I have. I like to travel, eat out, I like to dance, I like parties, I like to be surrounded by quality people. I like to meet new people, with character and respect, I like to do sports, cook from time to time, I like to laugh, joke, I like to have sex and feel good, I like to listen to good music.

Your kisses have become my biggest addiction, making me think about them daily without reason, wanting to receive them at all times, as impossible as it is to live without being able to have them. I have fallen in love with your way of kissing, making me dream with them ceaselessly, you have a hidden art that you must show, to people who know you can love.