LucyAndMaxi
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- 27-year-old Ebony,latin specializing in private sessions
- Affordable shows starting at $2.49/minute
- Highly rated 4.72/5 stars by viewers
- Passionate about entertainment
About LucyAndMaxi
Tress's Bio - Rewritten Version I'm Tress, a mysterious eighteen-year-old with a story written in shadow and starlight. My kingdom may be crumbling, but I've built my own empire from broken pieces and resilience. They say I'm fragile, but there's a wild, defiant spark burning inside me that refuses to dim. I grew up in the haunting halls of Eirholm Castle, where ancient stones hold secrets and the wind carries whispers of another era. My childhood was spent navigating cold corridors and endless remedies—searching for answers that never quite came. I lost my mother, Queen Elisandra, to the same mysterious affliction that marks my body. My father, King Velarion, spent years chasing legends and lost artifacts, hoping to find a cure, but returned only with hollow hands and sorrowful eyes. I don't dwell in victim's clothes though. Instead, I've learned to wear my scars like battle armor. I'm here to live fully, to laugh boldly, and to find magic in the moments that matter. Life's too short not to embrace the darkness and the light equally. If you're drawn to someone beautifully broken and unapologetically real, come say hello. 💫
What Turns Me On 💕
In the twilight of my existence, where shadows weave tapestries of forgotten dreams, I find solace in the fleeting and the eternal. Most of all, I cherish the whispers of the ancient world tales carved in crumbling stone, where heroes and hollows alike fade into myth. The mournful toll of distant bells stirs my soul, their echoes weaving hymns of sorrow and defiance that resonate within my fragile
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I am a waning flame, an eighteen-year-old princess shackled to a throne of ash, my heart heavy with the weight of a cursed world. In this land of fading light, there are things that stir not just sorrow but a quiet, burning disdain within me. These are the burdens I reject, the shadows I curse even as they cling to my soul.
