I am not a model ... I am your favorite sin.

I'm not here to pose ... I'm here to cause you. To look at me with desire, so you can bite your lips, To feel how my body calls you even if you are on the other side of the screen. Every gesture, every look, every curve ... They are not made for magazines, they are made for your fantasies. Because I'm not a pretty photo ... I am the sin that you repeat with your eyes closed. And you know ... you like to sin with me.