Often times we rush through things a bit too fast. Canela Skin, on the other hand, is ready to take it slow. Be pampered. Bite her thick lips in pleasure. Moan softly. Feel every drop of hot water along her exposed body. Feel fingertips brushing softly against her skin. Have every inch worshipped in the King’s Spa. Nothing happens without her say so. Nothing happens except for her pleasure. She demands, we provide. We massage. We wet. We pulse and vibrate. Her chest, her cheeks – curves begging to be pampered. Eager lips covered in wetness, two pairs of hands caressing every sensual nerve. Canela is heavenly, it’s only proper to treat her as such.