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Sofia
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Secret-Man
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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.
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