You have earned my ire by only having eyes for bare-bottomed Greek statues at the Musée D'Orsay, and not sparing a glance for me. Displeased with how little of your attention I've had so far on our Paris trip, I show you why a real woman is *so* much better than those cold stone ladies. I'm warm, soft, sensitive, and oh so hungry to be touched. If only you hadn't squandered your opportunity to touch me! Now all you're allowed to do is sit and watch, as I wriggle and writhe in pleasure until you're desperate with desire for me. I slowly reveal my naked breasts, running my hands over my sen... Show more