Jenny – When Passion Takes Form. There are women you see – and those you feel. Jenny belongs to the latter. Her presence fills a room not with volume, but with warmth – a quiet magnetism that pulsates between skin and breath. There is an unconscious, almost dangerous grace in her movements – the way she brushes a strand of hair from her face, the way her lips linger a touch too long when she speaks. She knows what she wants – and she takes it with glances, not words. Her laughter is soft, yet fire burns in her eyes. When she comes near you, the air changes – heavier, more electric, as if it carries the promise of touch. Jenny is not a woman you simply meet. She is one you remember – on your skin, in your mind, in your pulse. PS: Please mention when contacting her that you saw the ad for "Jenny" in Münster on "website seen!