HannaMoreau

My black hair falls on my soft skin while my eyes invite you to lose you in them ... and in everything I can make you feel. My lips were made to tempt and my body, to turn on until you can do more. I love the lace that hugs my curves, because I know you like to imagine what it would be like to take it off. I am pure passion, game and pleasure. You don't just look at me here ... You feel me, you listen to me moan and you have me alone for you. Dare to discover how much you can resist before giving up. I like strawberries with cream, honest and loyal people, who are friendly and passionate. I don't like the traffic of my city and people when it's rude.