Let me wet your palate..

Frankie sits on grass, in a matching yellow crochet stop & skirt. She's leaning back, holding her self up by 1 arm, her head thrown back in a look of passion. She runs her other hand down her leg & we can nearly see between her legs.

Hungry?

Providing a space & time that is all your own, a secret world we map with each embrace, gasp & bead of sweat on skin.

This kingdom of lust, desire, pleasure, affection & companionship.. Are you ready to get lost in it?