Sedutoras @Sedutoras
The sun was high in the sky when I first saw you. You were walking down the street with your head held high and a smile on your face that lit up the entire block. Your curves were impossible to ignore, and I couldn't help but stare at your beautiful body as you walked by.
As I watched you disappear into the distance, I couldn't shake off the image of your curves from my mind. I had never seen anyone like you before - someone with such confidence in their own skin. You didn't seem to care what others thought about you, and that was incredibly attractive.
I spent the rest of the day thinking about you and wondering who you were. Was you a model? A dancer? Someone with no shame? Whatever it was, I wanted to find out more about you. And so, here we are now, in this quiet room surrounded by nothing but our own company and the sound of silence.
I can see that you're still beautiful even when there's no one around to notice your charms. The way your skin glows from within is a true wonder to behold. Your tattoos tell stories of their own - each one a reminder of a memory or a milestone in your life. I'm drawn to the beauty of those scars, just as much as I am drawn to the rest of your body.
And so, my dear, let me ask you something. Do you ever get tired of being the center of attention? Or do you prefer it when people take notice
