Katarina

I’m the kind of brunette who makes you lose track of time — tall enough for my legs to wrap around you, soft enough for your hands to never want to leave. My curves are full and inviting, my chest rising with every teasing breath as my brown eyes lock you in place. I enjoy a drink, the taste of wine lingering on my lips as I lean in close, my voice dropping to a tone meant only for you. My hair falls like silk across your skin, brushing and tempting with every move. I’m not here to rush; I’m here to savor — to let pleasure build until you can’t think of anything else. With me, the night is warm, slow, and unforgettable.