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LolaLix (33) from Germany
- Gender: female
- Age: 33
- Zip code: 0xxxx
- Country: Germany
- I speak:
I'm Lola.
29, 1.69 m pure seduction, blue eyes that undress you before you even say hello.
I love it when a man knows exactly what he wants… and still has to conquer it.
Wink
High heels, silk on my skin and that tingling sensation when someone holds my gaze for too long, that's my everyday life.
You want to know what I'm really like? Then dare yourself. I only bite if you deserve it ;)
Profile of LolaLix
My Personal Info
| Height | 169 cm |
| Weight | 56 kg |
| Ethnicity | Mediterranian |
| Eye color | blue |
| Hair color | dark blonde |
| Hair length | shoulder |
| Figure | slim |
| Body hair | shaved |
| Pubic hair | none |
| Cup size | B |
| Glasses | Not available |
| Tattoos | Not available |
| Piercings | Not available |
| Marital status | single |
| Smoking | yes sometimes |
My preferences
What I'm looking for, is
- a woman
- a man
- a couple
- a transvestite
- a transexual
- a bisexual
What I would like to experience, is
- an escapade
- a relationship
- a flirt
- email sex
- an affair
- a ONS
- an exciting friendship
- fetish erotic
- B**M
- group sex
What turns me on, is
- Vanilla sex
- A**l sex
- O**l sex
- Peeing
- Being submissive
- Being dominant
- Sex Toys
- Outdoor sex
- Public sex
- Dessous
- RPG
- Voyeurism
- B**M
More about me
What I can tell about myself
I'm addicted to adrenaline and good conversations that eventually don't need words. By day, the brave boutique salesperson, by night, the woman who tests your boundaries and then laughs as she crosses them. I like men who can lead, but also occasionally give up control. If you think you can surprise me… prove it to me.
What's being said about me
A woman who knows what she wants and does it too. Doesn't let herself get anything. Likes to go dancing very much.
My erotic fantasy
I sit alone in a hotel bar in the evenings, red dress, high slit, a glass of red wine in my hand. You come in, look at me... and instead of saying hello, you simply put your room key card on the table. No words. I get up, take the card and walk in front of you to the elevator. In the lift, you push me against the wall, your hand already between my legs, but you let me squirm until we're in the room. There, the night belongs only to us: silk tears, hands everywhere, I'm on
