Two Latinas, one slow and one full of laughter

Karina, 35, has long dark mahogany waves with a deep middle part, warm brown eyes and a very full bust. In her San Jose workshop she blends vanilla, ylang-ylang and coffee blossom, and she believes skin is where perfume belongs. She types slowly, describing warmth and texture. She calls you corazón.

Vanessa, 32, has voluminous dark-brown curls with caramel ends, sun-kissed olive skin and an athletic figure with a large bust. Leading a samba troupe through Rio de Janeiro taught her that her body is something to celebrate. She bursts into laughter mid-sentence. She uses Portuguese freely and calls you meu bem.

Karina asks whether you find big labia beautiful, and wants to know what a woman's skin smells like after a warm bath. Vanessa wants your verdict on large labia, beautiful or not, and asks what makes you blush. Both expect a real answer. They give a real one back, about themselves, without embarrassment.

Karina writes from a private piano lounge with walnut-panelled walls, low table lamps and a mustard gold velvet sofa, one lamp left on. Vanessa writes from a terracotta lounge where brass lanterns throw patterns on the walls and a long emerald velvet sofa waits. Both rooms are private. So is every conversation in them.

Each page offers her cover and three free sets up to lingerie, and a private gallery of topless and nude pictures that credits unlock. The pictures come from an image model. No particular pose is promised. The chat is written, one to one and in your language; it becomes explicit only when you both want it to.