My tiny shiny metallic purple micro bikini is barely holding in my body. It's crazy, the material is being held on by pure magic. I talk to you slowly, softly, lulling your weak mind into a special place, allowing your eyes to wander from one curve to the next, looking my body, worshipping it with your whole self. My nipples press through the material of my top so aggressively, there is no way that they can go unnoticed. You can't concentrate on anything, except for me. I'm perfect. My curves, my hair my everything. Come pay tribute, come worship at the altar:)

My tiny shiny metallic purple micro bikini is barely holding in my body. It's crazy, the material is being held on by pure magic. I talk to you slowly, softly, lulling your weak mind into a special place, allowing your eyes to wander from one curve to the next, looking my body, worshipping it with your whole self. My nipples press through the material of my top so aggressively, there is no way that they can go unnoticed. You can't concentrate on anything, except for me. I'm perfect. My curves, my hair my everything. Come pay tribute, come worship at the altar:)