Call me nasty, call me dirty and you'll never find a secret of my spell. Call me Princess, call me Queen and you'll never be my master neither my slave. Call me restless, wild, lost or delirious... it's all 'bout me. But where are you, my perfect partner on a stage and in a bed? Call me your Favorite Song!
Summer Night's Dream
What will happen if two pretty girls try to smoke a Hookah? Nothing, really. But what will happen if two pretty girls try to smoke a Hookah, prepared by the Producer and his friend? You are at one-click from the sacred answer.
I'm the softness of the pink rose petals and the freshness of the spring morning. I'm the sparkling illusion in a hazy distance. I adore watching sunsets and walking in the rain. Music and poetry are my constant companions. I'm the apple taste of the very first time Eve was seduced in Eden
A Private Dance
Christie was lonely. Christie was a dancer. Christie wished to become a non-lonely dancer. . And she made her own decision. In the heat of the night, at lights of candles and sounds of rumba she danced for the Producer. It was an extraordinary dance in her life!
I love to play in a band and to be banded. I love to be lost and found in your lust. That torment is almost too great and there's one thing I want you to know: in fact I wish you were a lot more lustful and insatiable
Those Were The Days, My Friends
This world is going straight to hell! Show business people realize that sad influence of crazy life first. No more secrets, no more illusions, no more magic - just plain sex. Another girl, another voice-test, another gang-bang after all. It's so funny, it's so sad
 
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