Bet you wish you were knelt before me pleading to have my pretty little feet deep in your mouth, my arches on your face, squishy soles pressed up against you
I’m not just a scent… I’m the whole experience. Every thread soaked in secrets, every piece worn with intent. I don’t just wear them—I breathe in them, stretch in them, tease in them. Soft lace, warm skin, and just enough wickedness to keep you coming back. For those who crave intimacy from a distance, I offer more than fabric—I offer fantasy. Want a taste? You’ll have to ask nicely.