Karol — your personal Colombian explosion. Tanned skin that begs to be touched, long wavy hair down to my waist, breasts that hypnotize, and an ass that shuts off your brain. In white — teasing you with a smile against the wall, in red bikini at sunset — calling you into the storm, in black lace — your total surrender. I’ll hug you softly or tear you apart — your choice. Moving to reggaeton beats, whispering filthy things in Spanish, giving myself completely. Want the fire? Write me. I’m already burning. 😈💥
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