EmelyMartin
Gender:Girls
Platform:Xlovecam
Spoken languages:English
Ethnic:Latin
Hair:Blackhair
Eyes:Blackeyes
Measurments:50-56-58
Height:110cm
Weight:40kg
Favorite position:I love that balance: where I seem to surrender, but deep down, I’m still guiding everything my way. Because there’s something delicious in feeling completely enveloped, and at the same time, knowing that every sigh of mine... I’m also provoking it my
Fetish:I have my fetishes. Things I don't always say out loud, but that live in my mind, like secrets wrapped in velvet. Things that make me smile alone in the middle of the day, or bite my lip when no one is looking. One of them… is hands. I watch them more th
About:I like to play with the charm life has given me. I've always believed that sensuality isn't just about what you wear, but how you wear it. And believe me, I know how to do it. I have a gaze that many say is mesmerizing—big eyes, with a sparkle that always hides a secret. I like to line them, giving them that feline touch that makes you want to keep your eyes glued. My lips... well, let's just say they're usually a topic of conversation. Full, always with a touch of gloss, and with a smile that appears when you least expect it.I like to play with the charm life has given me. I've always believed that sensuality isn't just about what you wear, but how you wear it. And believe me, I know how to do it. I have a gaze that many say is mesmerizing—big eyes, with a sparkle that always hides a secret. I like to line them, giving them that feline touch that makes you want to keep your eyes glued. My lips... well, let's just say they're usually a topic of conversation. Full, always with a touch of gloss, and with a smile that appears when you least expect it.
Turns on:What excites me… is the art of the almost. Almost touching. Almost saying it. Almost giving in to the impulse. That pause before the first contact, the silence loaded with intention, the looks that don’t need words. What turns me on is not the obvioWhat excites me… is the art of the almost. Almost touching. Almost saying it. Almost giving in to the impulse. That pause before the first contact, the silence loaded with intention, the looks that don’t need words. What turns me on is not the obvio
Turns off:waste my timewaste my time
