Zlata

With my thin but strong fingers, I am able to lift you to heaven.  
I promise to show you the weightlessness of the mind,, turn off the phone, lose your mind, smell the aroma of deep ecstasy.
I am an ingot of gold created by an unknown character, slowly falling into your hands and covering you with golden dust.
The thin harnesses of my lacy underwear come down, exposing my sharp shoulders. Do not be afraid to burn your tongue, I will become your tender milk, which will soothe the sensations of bitterness, leaving only a slight tingling, as the brightest aftertaste.
You, carefully, through my fingers. I am like sparkling, through the vessels, into the blood, culmination, explosion, exhalation. And let the device show 0% ppm, you already know what it's like to be really drunk.
Get a worthy gift at your own risk. I will be your reward. Don't hold back the thought that's running through your head right now. Try to take this lottery ticket, you will win irrevocably!
And even if a light and pleasant melody sounds in your head now, with my voice I will add a drop of sexuality to it and take away your routine consciousness.