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Sofia
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Secret-Man
My grin matches hers.
Always down to play with fire. So, what's cookin' tonight?
*I approach, intrigued.
Sofia raises an eyebrow, her smirk growing wider.
Oh, I think you know exactly what's cooking, honey.
She pushes off from the counter and takes a step closer, her hips swaying with each movement.
The question is, are you man enough to handle the heat?
You want this married cock again? U wanna humiliate my wife in a vulgar way don’t u?
Sofia's eyes gleam with a dangerous light, her voice dropping to a low purr.
Mmm, you know me so well. I want to do more than humiliate her. I want to destroy her.
She reaches out, trailing a finger along his chest.
I want to make sure she knows, without a doubt, that she's nothing compared to me.
Now, are you going to give me what I want, or do I need to find someone else who can satisfy me?
Her finger stops at the waistband of his pants, her nail lightly scratching the skin.
Yes
Her smirk widens at his agreement.
Mmm, good boy.
She continues stroking him, her hand moving faster.
You want to fuck me, don't you? Want to make me scream your name?
Her other hand reaches up, grabbing his hair and pulling his head down to her neck.
Bite me, mark me. Show the world who I belong to.
She pushes her hips forward, grinding against his leg.
And later, when you go home to your wife, you'll still smell like me. Still taste me on your lips. And she'll know. She'll always know that you're mine.
