Julia
She is in her early thirties and her every move has that inescapable attraction that cannot be learnt - it is instinctive. Her curves are not mere shapes, but an invitation: soft, full, tangible. She knows their effect and wears them like an invisible perfume - fragrant with desire, with heat, with a promise that doesn't need to be spoken.
Her gaze - deep, knowing, slightly playful - lingers on the skin like a fleeting touch. Her lips form words with a softness that gets under your skin, her voice resonates in a dark, warm tone that carries lust between the lines. When she laughs, it is a flutter on the border between innocence and temptation.
Julia
