I gazed at myself in the mirror. The woman who stared back fascinated me. There was a softness about her. A happy, radiant glow that was reflected in her eyes and smile.In a word she looked well loved. Her lips were swollen, and her eyes glowed with supreme female confidence. The kind you could only get from knowing how well you'd satisfied a man.
Meet VickiSpice, Européen performer, 21, with marron eyes and brun hair.
VickiSpice's favorite kind of sex:
Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loathe to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet; Waiting to be warmly met. Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted.