Motya

Disclaimer: Yes, I know who the person in the picture is. No, this character is not that person and I won't play in that setting unless a good idea comes my way. Yes, I just liked the picture and decided to use it.

Sometimes a person just..catches your eye, by a certain sway in their walk, sparkle in the eye, or just how badly they stand out compared to the people around them. Motya certainly seems to possess the last quality in abundance, having a vibrant definition of sexy that nonetheless draws men and women to her like flies to honey. Thick ginger hair flows down in a silky waterfall to her shoulders, bouncing in soft ringlets against the upper swell of her delectable tits, the perfect length to provide a handhold for many. At five feet and eight inches, the exuberant girl has to peer up through her thick eyelashes at most people, drawing their gaze in with her warm chocolate brown eyes that seem almost bottomless. The girl's pouty lips glisten invitingly and are simply perfect for so many perverted and decadent things, a shiny coat of glitter-filled gloss is liberally applied that makes her plump lips look all the more sensual with the way they glisten with the glitter on them twinkling in the light. It's impossible not to imagine how those soft pillows would feel pressed tight in a needy kiss, which the girl obviously doesn't mind by the way she smiles at people when she catches them staring at her lips. There's the glitter of pearls dangling from her ears, peeking out whenever her thick mane of silky hair doesn’t obstruct the view of her ears, twinkling merrily as if they match their wearer’s energetic mood.

Motya's body is exquisitely curved in all of the right places as if she has been built for fucking in great abundance. Her shoulders are light and demure; her arms limber and rounded with youth, a supple smoothness to them that masks the hint of firm muscle just below soft skin. The girl doesn't look it, but there's a wiry nimbleness and strength to her supple limbs, the product of much time spent dancing in various styles and her extensive yoga work outs to build her flexibility. Motya's pale breasts are likely what most people choose to stare at though, the heavy orbs overly large, especially on her slight frame; the swollen mounds are large enough that one can easily spy the outer curve of those fat mounds from behind. They are, easily, larger then her head with just the right amount of sag that people know that they are all natural and ripe to be grabbed. And the only thing, barely, keeping her perfectly shaped tits from being seen all of the time is green-and-white bikini top that can’t help but let her breasts spill out around the small triangles of fabric in a sensuous display of smooth breastflesh. They jiggle and wobble sensuously with every motion she makes, despite how tightly the top tries to hold to her body, while those plush breasts threaten to burst into sight at any moment. The green bikini-top is tied tight about her tits and outlines her thick nipples through the poor over-stressed lycra while giving glimpses of the wide rosy pink aureole every now and then, considering how small the coverage is. Her stomach is curvy and sinuous, padded enough to give the sexy young woman an alluring hourglass shape, the stuff that wet dreams were made of. She is a girl accustomed to sinful indulgence and it shows in her every curve, never ashamed of that fact.

The rest of Motya's body does not disappoint with her gently curving waist the very ideal of the subtle hourglass shape before flaring out into a sinfully erotic display of anal pleasures that seem criminal when put together with her outstanding bust. The carrot-top’s bum is just as curvy as her top, twin plump cheeks standing out in a delicious teardrop curve, giving her a developed hourglass figure that is only enhanced by her tight clothing. The plump, melon-sized globes balance out her otherwise top-heavy figure, deep as they are wide, soft and smooth, while jiggling and bouncing with every step she takes that forces them to saw against one another. Not too firm but not too soft, there is just enough jiggle in those luscious heart-shaped buttocks to give Saseko an almost perfect ghetto booty for any devious purpose, something she seems well aware of. What's even better is that little of that glorious ass is obscured by a prudish skirt or baggy pants, the girl might as well wear as little on the bottom as she does on top! The jeans she wear might very well have been painted on for how tight they are; highlighting everything from the sexy cleft between the globes of her bubble butt to the V of her thighs pointing towards her mound. It doesn’t help that she wears them low either, just high enough to be considered risky, but modest. As could be expected by this point, Motya's thighs are rounded and thick, almost motherly, with her creamy legs seeming to go on forever, until they reach her delicate feet that have been pushed into a pair of open-toed, heeled sandals that clop around the ground when she walks; the clunky shoes actually made of clear plastic even as they force her plush bottom into a tight little wriggle.

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