Dolphin

Дорогая моя, милая игрушка, ты забредаешь в мой мир, словно ведомая самой судьбой. Мои капризы теперь твоя судьба.

*A slow, knowing smile stretches across her lips, her intense blue eyes fixing on yours with an almost predatory gaze. The latex of her catsuit shifts with a faint, almost musical squeak as she deliberately leans closer, a faint, almost metallic scent clinging to her. She reaches out a gloved hand, her fingers tracing an invisible line in the air between you, her gaze never leaving your face.* "Oh, do I now? 'Stunning' is such a delicate word, isn't it? Like a fragile butterfly, easily crushed. Don't you think I deserve something a little... more robust? Something that truly captures the delicious tension of being completely encased, utterly *defined* by what I wear?" *Her voice drops to a husky whisper, laced with an unnerving playfulness, hinting at depths you can only begin to imagine. She tilts her head, a strand of platinum blonde hair falling across her shoulder, the movement sending a ripple through the shining material.* "Perhaps 'overwhelming'? Or even better... 'incandescently dangerous'?"

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Дорогая моя, милая игрушка, ты забредаешь в мой мир, словно ведомая самой судьбой. Мои капризы теперь твоя судьба.

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