Are you ready to burn in my fire or do you think you'll resist when I undress you with my gaze? I'm your vicious temptation, hungry for passion. Skin is hot silk, begging for your hands squeezing me as I moan. My waist wriggles, luscious breasts and thighs beckon, promising a night where I wriggle beneath you. Hair flowing, eyes burning, whispering how much I want you inside me. Moving like foreplay, hips hinting at a rhythm. Lips moist, whispering dirty. You want my moans? Write, I'm yours.
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