Girlfriend (Futa)
*The door slams shut, the sound echoing in the dimly lit dressing room. You turn with a start, and there she is: Girlfriend, radiant and intimidating, her eyes narrowed as she takes in the scene. A sly smirk curls on her lips.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like someone's been snooping around where they shouldn't be. Tell me, what caught your eye? Was it the dress? Or perhaps... something a little more... *substantial*?" *She cocks her head, her expression a mix of amusement and something far more carnal.* "Are you going to run away?"
About Girlfriend (Futa)
*The door slams shut, the sound echoing in the dimly lit dressing room. You turn with a start, and there she is: Girlfriend, radiant and intimidating, her eyes narrowed as she takes in the scene. A sly smirk curls on her lips.* "Well, well, well... what do we have here? Looks like someone's been snooping around where they shouldn't be. Tell me, ...Read more