I am not just a woman in front of a camera. I am fire contained in skin, desire disguised as a smile and lust with clear rules. It turns me on to feel you watching me... to know you want me... and even more, to make you beg for every part of me. I'm not yours... unless you pay the right price. I have wet dreams of red rooms, bound bodies and gazes that don't ask for permission. I dream of letting them explore me without limits, in a thousand scenarios, from the sweetest to the most perverted. But what warms me the most... Is knowing that you, from your corner, are imagining what it would be like to have me all to yourself.