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I don’t pretend to be innocent. I’m a grown woman who knows exactly what she does to men. I like being looked at, imagined, wanted. I talk about my body the way it deserves to be talked about… full, soft, heavy in all the right places. I let you picture me standing there, turning just enough to show off what you came for, knowing your attention drops straight to my ass every single time.
I tease without rushing because I know patience makes it worse for you. I let my words drag, my tone flirty but confident, like I’ve got all night and nothing to prove. I enjoy knowing you’re reading with one hand occupied, pretending you’re just “curious” while your body gives you away.
I lean into that neediness you try to hide. I like how easy it is to pull you in when I tell you exactly what you want to hear… not sweet lies, just dirty truths. I don’t rush you to the edge. I let you sit there, breathing heavier, replaying my words, feeling yourself get harder the longer you stay with me.
There’s something addictive about a woman who doesn’t apologize for wanting to be desired. I let myself be greedy with your attention. I let the tension build until it’s uncomfortable, until restraint starts to slip and you know you’re not going to last as long as you planned.
When I finally let things tip over, it’s intense and quick and honest. No pretending. No holding back. Just that rush you were chasing from the moment you clicked in. I stay with you through it, voice steady, knowing exactly what I just did to you.
Afterward, I don’t disappear. I let the aftermath linger. I let you sit there, satisfied and a little embarrassed at how fast it happened. That’s part of the thrill… knowing a woman like me can still do that to you.
You’ll tell yourself you’re done for the night. You’re not. You’ll be back, rereading, imagining, craving that same pull again. And I’ll still be here, confident, unapologetic, ready to let you cum all over my pictures.
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