Modesto might keep it quiet, but I don’t. I’m the one you think about when the
house is still, the lights are low, and your body starts telling the truth your
mouth won’t say.
Southern-raised. Deep voice. Dominant hands. I don’t just give you attention—I
take control. I learn your rhythm, then rewrite it.
No games. No guesswork. Just a man who knows how to touch, tease, and take his
time… until you forget what time it is.
If you’re in Modesto and craving something real, raw, and wrapped in
respect—this is your invitation. Just don’t blame me when your body keeps
coming back.