Intro. Enters... if you dare.
Here Vampira rules, the 30-year-old goth who hates her first name and was baptized alone with fangs and blood.
Everything I touch is black or white, like my soul and like my orgasms.
I live for terror and for Satanism: I sleep with pentagrams under my pillow and I dream every night that I marry It, the killer clown, and that on our wedding night he fucks me in front of everyone while people scream and applaud. I wake up wet and laughing to myself.
I know more about sex and porn than all the directors put together: every pose, every angle, every trick to make you come trembling and ask for more even if you can't even breathe anymore. I listen only to metal and dark rock; If it sounds otherwise, I look at you as if you have summoned the wrong demon.
I have an 18-year-old boyfriend, a holy boy and a mommy who still blushes when I tell him that I want to swallow his soul by the dick. I love him so much that if something happens to him I cut my wrists live and in dir (she doesn't pay attention)