Submission: Redhead’s Yield

Description

The scent of expensive cologne fills the room. He pulls you closer, his hand gripping your skirt. You lean into his touch, a shiver tracing your spine. He commands you to kneel, and you do, your eyes locked on his. His fingers trace the curve of your hip, urging you further. You relish the sensation, the delicious surrender to his control. He whispers promises of pleasure, and you crave his touch.

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