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The world is not enough, that's the name of this song by Garbage, with which I fully identify, I have an extremely sweet side but I also have an extremely violent and strong side, that contrast seems curious, funny but above all powerful. I leave you the lyrics and the song, the pose I adopted in this photograph is perhaps the one that best defines me, we could say that my animal ally is the wolf, with its defects and virtues, there is a saying that says "they hit the wolf so that it bites and they can say that the wolf is bad", this song greatly sums up my personality, enjoy it.

And I'd love for you to do the exercise of listening to it while looking at this photo. Thank you.

I know how to hurt

I know how to heal

I know what to show

And what to conceal

I know when to talk

And I know when to touch

No one ever died

From wanting too much

The world is not enough

But it is such a perfect place to start, my love

And if you're strong enough

Together we can take the world apart, my love

People like us

Know how to survive

There's no point in living

If you can't feel alive

We know when to kiss

And we know when to kill

If we can't have it all

Then nobody will

The world is not enough

But it is such a perfect place to start, my love

And if you're strong enough

Together we can take the world apart, my love

I feel safe

I feel scared

I feel ready

And yet unprepared

The world is not enough

But it is such a perfect place to start, my love

And if you're strong enough

Together we can take the world apart, my love

The world is not enough

The world is not enough

Nowhere near enough

The world is not enough

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Hey there how do I look?

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I need a guy that’s bigger then me so I can wear his shirts as dresses 😮‍💨

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I really like dancing, but I don't like going out dancing. I have other social networks where I play a little, the funny thing is that there are few people. Here I wanted to leave you a small sample. During the pandemic, that's what I dedicated myself to and drinking beer, hahaha. From now on, I will publish some small clips of my videos for you to enjoy. I hope you like it.

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Hello, I'm Natalia, they asked me recently if I have a lot of clothes, and the answer is yes, I have tons of clothes, shoes and boots, makeup, accessories, in reality I have no place to store more things, the thing is that for me femininity is very important, and I don't do it to be seen but because I like to feel pretty, Like for example in this video that I had nothing to do and it went viral so I decided to do it, I use tik tok but I don't publish it because I don't like it, I'm not really looking to be famous, I have enough with the attention that I get every day. I know that I have told you some anecdotes from my life and as I have told you, that does not imply that I have them today too, the last time I went out was at the beginning of this year and it did not go very well, I had high expectations regarding meeting this man because I like him, besides he was like a sugar daddy to me, maybe later I will tell you what our story was.

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Dm if you want some sugar, Melinda is horny

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In my apartment, the soft glow of candles created a warm atmosphere, and our laughter, after a few glasses of wine, filled the air. I, a brand ambassador for a fashion label, wore my short checkered skirt and a pink blouse that highlighted my essence. He, a man over 60 with a gentle gaze, had brought me a strawberry lollipop, a gesture that made my heart smile. His kind words and calm demeanor disarmed me, melting my defenses. Sitting on the couch, he took my hand, caressing it softly, his fingers tracing delicate circles on my skin, exploring me with a patience that sent shivers through me. Slowly, he moved up my arm to my shoulder, gently pushing aside my blouse to kiss my neck with a tenderness that made me sigh. At one point, we stood together in front of the mirror, his hands gently holding my waist as we took a photograph, capturing the intimacy of the moment. When he slipped off my blouse, he did so with reverence, letting it fall as his lips traced my back, warm and attentive, as if he wanted to memorize every inch of me. Sitting on his lap, I felt the warmth of his body and the security of his arms around me, his kisses continuing, each one laced with sweetness. His hands, respectful, slid my skirt off slowly, as if seeking permission with every movement. He whispered how much he admired me, and I, though melted by his romanticism, felt a knot of fear at the thought of letting him stay. I wanted to cling to that moment, to the strawberry lollipop I still held, to the image of us in the mirror, his hands on my waist. But when he suggested spending the night, I hesitated, my heart caught between desire and fear of what might come next. Sensing my unease, he held me tighter and kissed my forehead softly, promising without words that everything would be alright, though I still wasn’t ready to fully let go.

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as I mentioned in a previous blog, I would sometimes go to music festivals, whether rock or electronic music, and I would have a group of acquaintances to go with so I wouldn't feel alone and would be safe, one of them was Dario, the small man who looked like a bum, as long as I could tell he still lives with his mom and is already a name and in his 30s or 40s. are under that his face hits my boobs and that comes in handy. when we went to concerts or festivals we would always miss out for a bit to enjoy behind some stands or a private place, he may be ugly but he's excellent with his hands, giving him blowjobs was tricky but my favorite position to do it was on my knees looking him in the eyes, he was happy putting his hand in my shorts and playing with my body, one of the things I liked most about Dario is that he is a hairy man and had a thick beard, that he didn't have money didn't matter, when that was the case I was the one who paid, and we would ride around in my car. I was happy that we made love standing up, because he loved my height in front of his, another thing I liked is that when we were alone and we walked through some forest near the festival, he would put his hand on my butt as if to say that I was his property, that seemed sensual to me and it turned me on a lot, he knew how to manipulate his fingers very well. Sometimes when we walked on festival nights, he would put me against a tree and play with me, I liked to kiss him because he did it with passion, and I liked to feel his beard on my face. Some transgender women who are starting to transition do not know how to position their penis or it is a mystery to them, the advantage is that mine is small, so it is easy to hide and on the other hand I am completely passive and submissive. I have several cowgirl outfits, that I wear to electronic or metal music festivals, I have won some awards for my outfits. I liked to make love to me standing up, it was a bit rough or wild, but that also has its charm, his tongue in my ear, his kisses and little bites on my neck and breasts. I have enjoyed about three or four good lovers.