Dreamy girl, happy and fun very sexy, I love trying new things and pleasures, here is a hobby, work and study university, I will give you a lot of love and pleasure in your company
¡Hello everyone !
My name is Victoria and I'm pleased to share my exciting journey as a virtual model..
From the moment I decided to bring my alter ego to life on screen, I knew this world of possibilities would be my home..
Let me take you on a journey full of laughter, joy and sensuality as I tell you my story..
Since my childhood, I was always known as a smiling, happy girl..
My smile and my contagious energy were my hallmark, and that's something I've kept throughout my life. But there is something else that immediately catches my eye: my deep red hair. It's like a flame that frames my face and somehow reflects my vibrant personality..
When I discovered the world of virtual modeling, I felt I had found my true passion. Being able to be active and outgoing from the comfort of my own space was a revelation..
I love interacting with my followers, meeting new people and creating a special connection through the screen. It's amazing how technology can bring people together from different places and make us feel so close. Sensuality is another important aspect of my online presence..
I love to explore my seductive side and share it with those who follow me. Every movement, every look, is designed to evoke emotion and create a unique experience. However, I always do so in a respectful and consensual manner, creating a safe space for all my followers..
The content I create is an expression of my creativity and personality..
I strive to offer a wide variety of shows and themes to keep my fans excited and entertained..
From themed shows to exciting dance routines, I'm always looking for ways to surprise and captivate my audience. I also love to treat my followers with special gifts and personalized thank you notes. I want you to feel valued and loved for being part of my community..
Photos and videos are an essential part of my content. Each image captures a special moment, a look or a gesture that conveys my essence. Videos, on the other hand, allow me to take my followers on an exciting and sensual journey..
I take pride in offering high-quality content that reflects my dedication and passion for what I do. But being a virtual model isn't just about the surface. My attitude is fundamental to building a strong relationship with my followers. I always try to be positive, friendly, and understanding.
I'm here to provide a space for escape and happiness, and that's reflected in every interaction I have with my audience..
In short, being a virtual model has allowed me to explore all these characteristics that define me: smiling, cheerful, red-haired, active, outgoing, sensual and creative. But it's also given me the opportunity to connect with people from all over the world, to create meaningful content and to share my passion for sensuality and entertainment..
Thank you for being part of my journey and for allowing me to share my story with you. See you on the screen. !
With love, Victoria
Rendez-vous on the screen! With love, Victoria
Here begins the unexplored field Round because of the eyes that look at it And deep because of my own heart Filled with probable sapphires From the hands of a sleepwalker aerial burials Moving like the dream of the dwarves Or the bouquet cut to infinity What does the seagull bring to its children? There is an empty space What it takes to populate Eyes with open seeds Low voices of eternity Nocturnal games and violin aeroliths Herd noise without permission Escaped from the comet that was about to crash Do you know the miraculous fountain What brings the castaways of yesteryear back to life? Do you know the flower called nun's voice Who pushes down and opens at the bottom of the ( landHave you seen the boy singing sitting on a tear The boy who sang next to a sigh Or an inconsolable dog barking? Have you seen the colorless rainbow terribly aged What comes back from the time of the pharaohs? Fear changes the shape of flowers Who wait trembling for the Last Judgment One by one the stars are thrown from the balcony The sea falls asleep behind a tree with its usual calm Because he knows since biblical times That the return is unknown in the North Star No navigator has found the rose of the seas The rose that recalls the memory of your grandparents From the bottom of herself tired of dreaming Tired of living in every petal wind you think of the rose of the sea I'm waiting for you standing at the end of this line I know where the flower that is born of sex is hiding (sirens in the moment of pleasure When under the sea it starts to get dark And you can hear the waves crashing under the feet of the horizon I know I know where it is hiding The wind has the voice of the bee of the Pale Girl The Pale Girl Like Her Own Statue That I Loved in a Corner of My Life When I wanted to jump from hope to heaven And I fell from shipwreck to shipwreck from horizon to horizon Then I saw the rose hiding And that no one met face to face Have you seen this bird from the distant islands washed by the tide at the foot of my bed? Have you seen the hypnotic ring that goes from eye to eye From love to love from hate to hate From man to woman from planet to planet? Have you seen in the desert sky The dove threatened by the years With eyes full of memories With a chest full of silence Sader than the sea after a shipwreck? Behind the last eagle the singer sang I had a ring on my heart And sat in the filth of his labor In front of the volcano challenged by a flower The athlete would like to be a beacon To have ships watching him To make them sleep to fall asleep And cradle the sky like a tree The athlete He has a ring in his throat And so time passes Why do anemones grow in his brain? Here is the orphan who stood at his age Because of rivers that carry little water Because of the mountains that do not go down Growing up says the cello as I grow Up As the idea of suicide grows in the (beautiful gardener The little sapphire becomes more tender than anguish In the eyes of the burnt bird I will grow, I will grow when the city grows When the fish have drunk all over the sea Days gone by are turtle shells Now I have ships in my memory And the ships are getting closer day by day I hear a dog barking around the world In three weeks And he dies on arrival The heart broke the moorings because of the winds And the child becomes an orphan If the landscape became a dove Before night the sea would eat him But the sea is preparing a shipwreck And he has his thoughts elsewhere ship ship You have the short life of a fan Here we laugh about it all Here in the distance The mountain haunted by a nightingale Follow the honey of the poisoned bear Poor bear in bear skin poisoned at night ( Boreal fleeing death Death sitting by the sea The mountain and the mountain With its moon and with its moon The blooming flower and the blooming flower A flower they call sunflower And a sun called girafflor The bird can forget that it is a bird Because of the comet that does not come For fear of winter or an attack The comet that was to be born from a telescope and a hydrangea That he thought he was watching and that he was being watched An aviator is killed on the only concert And the angel who bathes in a piano It becomes again wrapped in sones In search of the receiver in the summits Where words and rivers flow Wolves work miracles in the steps of the night When the incognito bird becomes cloudy And the sheep graze on the other side of the moon If it's a memory of music No one can stop the circus from developing in The Silence or the Bells of the Dead Stars Nor the serpent that feeds on colors Nor the pianist who comes out of the ground Not even the missionary who has forgotten his name If the road sits down to rest Or bathes in the autumn of the constellations No one will prevent a bishop
Je suis Altazor deux fois moi-même Celui qui se regarde agir et se moque de l'autre devant I'm the one who looks at myself and mocks the other
Eye for eye as host for host tree eye bird's eye river eye mountain eye sea eye eye of the earth moon eye eye silent eye loneliness eye for eye of absence eye pain for eye laughter There is no time to waste And if the prosaic moment comes Follow the boat that is perhaps the best Now that I sit down and start writing What is the swallow I saw doing this morning? Signing letters in a vacuum? When I move my left foot What does the great Chinese mandarin do with his foot? When I light a cigarette What do the other cigars that enter the boat doWhere is the future fire station? And if I look up now What does the explorer do with his eyes fixed on the (pole? I'm here Where are the othersEcho from gesture to gesture Electrified chain or without correspondence interrupted the solitary rhythm Who die and are born While my pen flows on the paper? There is no time to waste standing joy And the needle of your silk passes from pore to pore hurry up hurry up Opt for wet balloons and crocodiles Lend me, woman, your summer eyes I lick the watered clouds when the fall (follow the donkey cart A periscope rising debate of the modesty of ( winter From the point of view of the kite blued by the ( infinite Young color of birds one hundred percent Maybe it was a love watched over by doves (unfortunate Or the annoying glove of the attack that goes (born of a woman or a poppy The vase of flying blackbirds kissing Bravo night calf of the friendliest who (hides in her flower skin Pink upside down pink again and pink and pink Even if the jailer does not want Restless river for miraculous fishing Night, Lend me your wife with flowery calves (harvester of young poppies Tempered with color like the little donkey (unfortunate The bride without flowers or balloons birds Winter hardens the doves present Look at the cart and the attack of the crocodile (bluish What are periscopes in the clouds of modesty Bride in ascension one hundred percent celestial Licks the perspective that will be born dotted with kites And pleasant autumn gloves that are debated in the Love skin There's no time to waste Boat indecision for travel It is a gift from the cruelties of the night Because the wicked man or the stern woman They can do nothing against the mortality of the house or the lack of order Whether it is gold or disease Noble surprise or domestic spy for victory ( foreign The internal quarrel produces the right distrust Washed eyelids in prison Penalties tending towards an end are crossbars in front of the wedding Unprotected waterfalls Military dissensions and all obstacles Because of the statement of this blonde woman Who criticizes the loss of the expedition Or the extreme usefulness of justice Like a separation of love without a future Prudence mourns false deviations from
But my heart is brighter than the stars that sparkle in the sky, then it shines with Annie, shining with the love of my Annie, with the thought of the light of my Annie's eyes. !
Mon ombre mentuse à la merci de ta mémoire My shadow lies at the mercy of your memory
A patrie, une chanson et un drapeau When all the children salute her wherever she goes and the flowers that her hands have grown the three most beautiful traitent like mother. They form the great wealth of their loves, their family, all the children and the flowers, give to the needy all that you can give..
The shell's embrace in my ears he whistled, the moon on papyrus on you he was bombarded and at this precise moment the harps were silent of all my thoughts place aux fées de ce paysage d'amour à quel point tu as donné inconscient, m'immerger complètement dans l'ambiance de la plage, submerge Univers dans les rêves de mon regard, resentir le plaisir de t'aimer Entourée by doux rien I was born in Paris
They eat worms and you can watch them They run and then they listen And so they can find them.
Go ahead
In such a case, I say to my friend of heart, we live the same thing, for I wait with véhémence..
Nobody gets rid of a habit or a vice by throwing a coup through the window; you have to climb the stairs, pass to pass.Nothing is created by magic, not even just reading beautiful sentences will make your problems disappear. For this reason, beyond taking it as a saying, something romantic or "exaggerated" positivism, take it as advice to act, which is why it is called a motivating phrase; it's nothing more than oneI never think about the consequences of missing a good shot... When you think about the consequences, you think of a negative outcome
The girl born in the fortune was left in memory. He lived in poverty with distinction and decorum. .
But who is this woman who lives there? What is the story of the life you lived it will remain in the memories of the past, will the vestiges of the life he led remain? Did you enjoy the fragrant scent of flowers and the zigzag flight of beautiful butterflies, admired the curved brilliance of the rainbow and the pale pink that paints some roses? Were you a direct part of the innumerable story of unbridled, despicable and cruel passion written in big white letters on a small piece of white paperHow radiant in your wedding dressBouquet in hand, you reached the altar and the mischievous comment rude your purity no one can ever defile it? Have you conquered the beginning of dawn, you have cultivated manly sighs on your way, you have worked under inclement suns when they wander walking towards their sunset? Have you loved love and pleasure, tasted the elixir of happiness or lived in continuous suffering under the dark reign of unhappiness? Have you ever crossed my path Or have you just passed by my side? covered with a cloak of sadness walk with your measured stepWill we meet one afternoon face to face And on your lips a beautiful smile blossoms And in modesty your cheeks blushed You fled me precipitately? Did your smile caress some wanderer, do you spread your smile all over the world, or did your hand spread tares with acts of wickedness and cunning? Did you give yourself to the wrong man and your life became a galloping winter, Or did you give yourself to whom you passionately loved all your heart full of joyDid you fall asleep one day softly, you forgot to simply wake up Or your life will be .
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