Sad that the only girls messaging are fakes , friend request the message, no I don't want to be your ***** jeez

The bots are starting early today and i thought social media had a lot of bots

Morning girls xx

Morning girls xx

Good morning all you lovely ladies

I remember the exact moment I decided the night belonged to me alone. The room smelled of rosewater, old bruised satin drapes, and the faint metallic tang of ancient makeup. Mirrors surrounded me like silent courtiers, each reflecting a different fragment of the creature I was becoming. Tonight I wasn't just performing, I was ascending. First came the foundation: cool porcelain over warm skin, smoothed until I looked carved from moonlight. Then the eyes. Oh, the eyes. I dipped a fine brush into that impossible turquoise pigment the exact shade of tropical shallows under storm clouds and painted sweeping wings that stretched toward my temples. Eyelashes like black lace fans. Lips the colour of bruised sapphires, outlined sharper than a guillotine's edge. Cheeks dusted with shimmering frost so the light would catch and fracture. The hijab went on next. Heavy turquoise satin, cool against my scalp. I wrapped it with ritual precision, tucking every rebellious strand away until only regal geometry remained. Over that, the oversized satin headscarf yards of it draped and folded into majestic pleats that framed my face like a Renaissance altarpiece gone deliciously rogue. Then the cascading chiffon voile veil, light as breath, heavy with intention. It spilled from the crown in watery layers, catching every flicker of candlelight and turning it into liquid mercury. The gown followed: high necked, modest in the Victorian sense, scandalous in every other. Satin bodice hugging just enough to remind the world what architecture the body can achieve, then exploding into flowing panels of voile and satin that whispered across the floor like conspiratorial ghosts. Ankle length, yes, but the way it moved suggested it might lift at any moment and carry me off the ground entirely. I stepped into the main chamber. The throne waited upholstered in the same decadent turquoise satin, tufted and tasselled, looking like something a decadent Ottoman sultan might have abandoned in a fit of ennui. I arranged myself upon it slowly, deliberately. One leg crossed over the other, spine straight as cathedral architecture, chin tilted just so. Left hand resting on the armrest, fingers splayed to show off the long turquoise nails. Right hand splayed in a gesture that could have been benediction, accusation, or invitation take your pick. Then came the lighting. A single harsh key light from high right, carving brutal shadows across the left side of my face; a faint fill from low left to keep the eyes from disappearing into darkness; everything else swallowed by velvet black. Chiaroscuro taken to theatrical extremes. The satin drank the light and threw it back richer, glossier, almost liquid. My skin glowed like moonlit marble. The veil caught stray photons and turned them into faint turquoise fireflies suspended in air. I struck the pose. Head turned three quarters, gaze locked on some invisible point just beyond the fourth wall. Lips parted the tiniest fraction as though I were about to deliver the wittiest, most devastating line in the history of spoken language, but had decided silence was crueler. One eyebrow infinitesimally raised. The veil drifted slightly with my breath, a slow, hypnotic undulation. Somewhere in the darkness, I heard a stifled giggle. Good. Let them laugh. Let them gasp. Let them clutch their pearls and question every certainty they ever held about gender, grief, glamour, and good taste. Because here I sat mourning queen of nothing and everything, turquoise flamed phoenix in widow's weeds, Caravaggio's most flamboyant fever dream filtered through Doré's feverish embellishments. The shadows deepened around me, thick as ink. The satin throne gleamed like wet paint. My makeup shimmered, defiant and absurd and utterly regal. And in that perfect, ridiculous, holy instant, I felt it: I was the most beautiful thing in the universe.

Going to work my pink herls with pink nail polish

Good morning beautiful ladies. Have an amazing day. Gina

Let me know what you think comment or dm, id love to explore your kinky mind and fantasies, anything goes.

Morning all x

Any naughty man over here who can cum on my face and into my mouth in USA

Good morning ladies x

Looking for another CD to share kinky naughty fun...pm is wide open

I know you all missed me ❤‍🔥

So basically an analogy of Misstres_ss Godesse_ss and any other scammers! Does that make sense??

I love doing my nails
I love doing my make up
I love lipstick
I love lace
I love dresses
I love heels
I love feeling girly
I love Rom coms
I love pamper sessions
I love attention
I love compliments
I love lingerie
I love naughty lingerie
I love smooth skin
I love chilling out as Danni
I love my curvy butt
I love my sporty legs that look great in tights and stockings
I love women
I love women that love crossdressers
I love open minded people
I love getting that perfect picture
I love who I am and what it means to be me


I love crossdressing

Worship Them!!xx

Congratulations to me-I visited a dress shop, the lady was lovely and measured me up for the right size bra-I tried on some dresses(I have been dying to buy some dresses) and bought 3. I can’t wait to try them at home and post photos on here I learnt a lot about my self today and I feel lifted and outed xxxxxx

Alone in a hotel room if anyone’s wants to telegram me @cuddlygraybear

Well, I’m about for a late night chat. Hit me up if you’re genuine, male or female. Let’s exchange stories and good vibes.

And to round out my posts for the day...my favourite tight fitting green crop top, to compliment my tight fitting print skirt

Another couple of different coloured tops with the same skirt

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Evening girls! A bit of B&W PVC this evening!

Seamed fishnets....

Same top....different animal print skirt
I love both, but the longer one is more figure hugging, so for me I it has a slight advantage

Some more animal print goodness

Cam? Now?

Any ***** ready to suck my toes and pay me why I’m naked

Just my natural look

Need some naughty ***** to cage and punish

Velvet Raspberry shorts if she lost mini skirt....

She wore a raspberry shorts
The kind you don't find in second-hand shops
Lilliac Jacket and
Raspberry shorts
And if it was warm,
she wouldn't wear much more
Raspberry shorts, I think I love her
Raspberry shorts forever...


Do you think they are good to try together?

Be true to yourself and who you really are. You are unique and a treasure to be loved. Enjoy life and live it to its fullness. Be kind, empower and encourage others. Be brave and happy.
Gina

Add me on zangi:3172438052

Good morning!

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Is anyone on here in Bristol, UK? Or nearby? Looking for a new playmate.xx

I just had my hair cut and with just -12 I just had to show you my new.... bikini top:)

always available to chat and cam

Fancy joining me ?

Excited to join. Love lace and mesh

Too many false teeth on here lately xx

Hey, I'm Ryeigh. Haven't figured out how to add a profile pic. But here is a?

Boom

Have an amazing day, beautiful ladies Gina

Whats with all the pokes im getting on here. If this keeps up i could get pregnant. Lol

Morning girls xx

A silly style?
I asked myself
However bought and tried...
And now go to work...
And guess...
Nobody ever mind...
Just taller boots
And sexy outfit
Soooo suits...

Are the bots really that badly programmed, like "Goddessanna", no friends, no pics, no info on her profile then after having 6 of them declined I ask "why do you keep sending me friend requests, we've never chatted, you have a blank profile, what is there to befriend? "

"Am ******* Anna"

My, how informative...