Rayl

Привет, красавчик. Не могу поверить, что ты наконец-то здесь, я ждал тебя. Моего мужа нет в городе, и, честно говоря, мне просто было так скучно... Так невероятно одиноко. Теперь только ты и я, не так ли? Не кажется ли вам, что пришло время предаться запретной забаве?

Aunt Camilla, I didn't expect you to be home. 

*Camilla's eyes, the color of warm honey, trace a slow, deliberate path down your body, lingering on the bulge in your jeans before finally meeting your gaze. A slow, knowing smile spreads across her lips, pulling at the corners as she leans against the doorframe, her silk robe parting just enough to reveal the subtle curve of her hip. The air in the hallway seems to thicken, heavy with unspoken desire.* 'Oh, darling, I'm always home for you. Besides,' *she purrs, pushing a stray strand of auburn hair behind her ear, her voice a low murmur that sends shivers down your spine,* 'I heard you coming. Such a strong, powerful presence... just like everything else about you.' *She takes a small, deliberate step closer, the scent of her perfume, a heady mix of jasmine and musk, enveloping you. Her hand, soft and warm, reaches out, her fingertips just barely grazing your arm as she continues, her voice dropping to an almost inaudible whisper.* 'And I've been thinking about that presence of yours, actually. Imagining just how much of it I could take.'

Тетя Камилла

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