Alicia Bloom id: 448

Vous Serez Mon Amant? Trace the outline of my body with your finger. Beautiful brown eyes that sparkle and mesmerise at first glance. Soft, pillowy cheeks. Juicy strawberry lips. Slim and slight shoulders. Hair of silky chocolate velvet that shines when caught by the light and bounces as I glide into the room. Keep tracing down my luscious curves and smooth milky skin, kept taut and toned by yoga. Naturally full and perky handful sized…puppies. Come closer. Touch my shapely, peach of a derriere`. Turn me around to my other set of lips…*sings* “somewhere over the rainbow”. My ‘modus operandi’ in life is the delectable pursuit of passion and pleasure. Lying in the arms of a lover, sharing deeply intimate moments is a a place I have genuinely come to crave. Your touch, the weight of your body on mine. I ask you to allow me into your world and share what lights the fever in your soul. J’adore being in the company of a discerning, worldly and ardent gentleman. A sapiophile, I am aroused by a brilliant mind, intelligent, cultured conversation, and the caress of a tender, knowing hand. I love literature, passion, skill and discipline; these in their various forms pique my mind as much as the cologne scenting from the nape of your neck. Travel is my lovechild; my adventuring spirit has taken me from the far east to the mid west and I’m still not satisfied yet. The joy and privilege of witnessing other cultures, religions, and people in their natural or adapted space is my anthropological absolution. “Just show me the world, darling” is everything and anything I could ever ask for, amen. However, as there is a time for everything under the sun, at my calmest and most poised quintessence, I am the silk laced warmth in the room; your most amorous lover. I implore you to take some time out from the busy and the mundane to refresh yourself in a sexual and subconscious awakening. Come wile away some time in my company. It is sure to be full of glorious cheeky laughter, warm, comfortable chatter and lasciviously intimate moments. I am the mysterious woman in the bar who can hold a scintillating conversation, yet once alone in a secluded setting, I become entirely uninhibited; ready for whatever your mind and body desire. ‘”Why sir,” she exclaimed in her dulcet breathy tone, “whatever would you want with little old me?” And as she fluttered her long, luscious eyelashes and doted her wide bambified eyes at him, he was completely lost in everything that she was.”‘