Stop wasting my time, it’s rude. Anyway.
I’m super nice and comfortable to be around—just know I run my space the way I want to. Which, yeah, means some boundaries. Cool.
Clean and independent, time flexible. I’m not into the nonsense.
No cops. No pimps. No bad smells. No drugs. No lowballers. And if you’re into the same kind of stuff, I’m freaked out about the game, honestly—like it’s not a secret, not really.
I’m into anal, b* b* j, 3 sums, content being made, and dirty talk. I get that some people keep it vague, but I don’t.
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PLEASE DON’T COME TO ME ASKING about bare, can we do bare, can I cum in your mouth, can we kiss, cip, or do you party—those are the kinds of lines I don’t want coming at me like that.
Outcall, incall, travel—car-date/car-fun if that’s your thing. Which, okay, I’m also down for being specific: deep inside me. That’s the part you’ll remember, I think.
I’m super freaked out the game, and I mean it in the moment, not some rehearsed way—so bring your vibe and keep it respectful, and I’ll keep it moving.
