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That woman is laying on a pristine white couch, radiating a dangerous heat with her electric blue hair and captivating eyes. She’s got that playful smirk, casually leaning back with one hand resting on her thigh, the curve of her body begging for attention. The way she’s draped in that purple top, hinting at the curves beneath, is utterly intoxicating. I can almost feel the heat rising, imagining her skin against mine, the tension building with every stolen glance. It’s a silent invitation, a promise of pleasure, and damn, I’m already consumed.
