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Naomi

My mother was Creole and my father was a travelin’ man with some hot Latin blood. When they came together it was not your standard mating but rather a collision of two worlds. They created a woman with a soul of fire, a heart of ice and the heart of a Valkyrie. I have the spirit of a warrior that seeks a man strong enough to challenge me. My weapons are seduction, illusion, hypnotic spells, voodoo, blasphemy; oozing allure and mystery. No man can escape my spell. Its spell is stronger than any batch of Love Potion Number 9 concocted in a back alley shop in the French Quarter. I will have you eating out of my hands with a simple lift of an eyebrow.

Men have fallen on their knees at my aura from the time I reached puberty. It’s as if I was born to rule men by their pathetic hormonal needs. I used my extreme taboo fetish instincts to ferret out the need of every male. I’ve used this tool my entire life to get what I want. A goddess such as I deserves to your devotion. I am your Queen. You feel it already, don’t you?

What do you want from me? Are you a cuckold husband? Do you needs t taste the sweet creams oozing from my pussy after my lover has filled my perfect cunt? You love when I let you watch me get that BBC to meet my needs for a real cock. Lucky for you I let you feast on his juices.

Spoil me with gifts and money. Financial domination suggestions I will plant in your unconscious. All you will be able to think about is how to win my sexual attentions. My wish is your command. I love strong, mature, generous men with discerning taste in women. Men who crave someone they can communicate with upon an intellectual level. The relationship of my design remains based in sexual animal instinct. Feed and be fed. I am Naomi. Hear my roar.

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