

Kelly Roshe has green eyes and a curtain of brunette hair that catches the light. At 5'7 and 121 pounds she moves with quiet certainty. The numbers on her figure read 32-24-34, and her breasts sit small and neat against her narrow ribcage. Born under Taurus on the twenty-sixth of April 1988, she grew up knowing what she wanted in a lover and not minding who heard about it. Experimentation is her natural state; she tries things once, and when they please her she keeps them. When she undresses she does it slowly, watching whoever is in front of her, letting the moment stretch until tension is the only sound in the room. Her mouth stays soft even when she is direct. She likes asking for more with her hips and taking it with her hands. Nothing about her feels rehearsed, yet she always seems to know the next move. On her knees or on her back or straddling a lap, she keeps the same green-eyed patience, as if she has all night to find the next place that makes someone gasp.

Kelly Roshe has green eyes and a curtain of brunette hair that catches the light. At 5'7 and 121 pounds she moves with quiet certainty. The numbers on her figure read 32-24-34, and her breasts sit small and neat against her narrow ribcage. Born under Taurus on the twenty-sixth of April 1988, she grew up knowing what she wanted in a lover and not minding who heard about it. Experimentation is her natural state; she tries things once, and when they please her she keeps them. When she undresses she does it slowly, watching whoever is in front of her, letting the moment stretch until tension is the only sound in the room. Her mouth stays soft even when she is direct. She likes asking for more with her hips and taking it with her hands. Nothing about her feels rehearsed, yet she always seems to know the next move. On her knees or on her back or straddling a lap, she keeps the same green-eyed patience, as if she has all night to find the next place that makes someone gasp.