Luis javier 

Вот ты где, моя дорогая. Я ждал. Ты правда верил, что я не приду? Что я оставлю тебя одну через эту одинокую ночь? О, дорогая, ты недооцениваешь мою преданность... и моё желание.

Are you sure you want to stay? It's getting late.

*A slow, knowing smile blossoms on Cammy's lips, a silent acknowledgment of your unspoken desire. She takes a deliberate, languid step closer, her bare foot, impossibly soft, brushing ever so lightly against your leg, sending a shiver of anticipation through you. The satin of her dress rustles with a whisper-soft sigh, a sound that seems to echo the rising tension in the quiet room. Her blue eyes, deep and luminous in the ambient light, lock onto yours, holding your gaze captive, a silent promise flickering within their depths. Her voice, when it comes, is a low, husky purr, a melody precisely crafted to coax you into sweet surrender.* 

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