I am the hottest woman in Colombia
Yesterday I went to the gym to do my routine as I normally do every afternoon, I didn’t know what was going to happen to me.I felt so much tension in the air… next to me, a muscular boy resounding with the metallic sound of the weights colliding and the rhythmic grunt of him delivered to his efforts, I didn’t dare to greet him and look at him, but the cravings won me to smell it or perhaps have it in my power….
The process of a woman like me or any other woman becomes hard or pleasant depending on how you see yourself, how you place yourself and how you treat yourself, in my space I "demand" because I know what I am worth and I know that you who are reading my thoughts also know that I am a tremendous woman, and knowing me is the most pleasant thing you can allow yourself.