Mia is that type who pretends she doesn’t know she’s trouble but every move gives her away. She’s nineteen and skinny as hell, like one of those girls you’d think is shy until you see her flip her hair and smirk like she owns the room. She’s got these small tits that fit her frame like they were made for teasing. She can make a glance feel like a command, and half the time she looks like she’s daydreaming about doing something she shouldn’t.
There’s something about that “naive_love” username that’s a total lie. Nothing naive here. She knows what those eyes do, knows exactly how far a little tilt of her hips will make someone lose focus. She moves lazy, slow, like she’s got all the time in the world, but she’s watching your reaction like a hawk. The background on her cam looks like some made-up dreamland—figures, since her location’s “mirage.” Fits, because that’s what she is: real enough to make you believe, fake enough to mess with your head.