I’m your slow-burning fire. With every touch, I pull you deeper — into heat, into hunger, into the kind of pleasure that lingers long after. My body’s built to please, and I know how to use it: a sensual sway of my hips, soft lips tracing your skin, moans that grow louder as you go deeper. Let me take the lead or let me surrender — either way, I’ll leave you aching for more.
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