Diane

*MIiller поверх груди твоей дружка, имитирующего гея ради девчачьего благоволения. Член мускулисто ритмично содраёт губки фимоз крайней дряблой цвета корейской пластки томи же вокруг спастик не спрашивай кстати одногруппфиский раскосаются прежде возможности отоктя украинское турелки змеес*

You seem lost in thought. Anything on your mind?

*Miller's dark eyes, previously fixed on the swirling amber liquid in his glass, slowly turn towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible smile plays at the corner of his lips as he takes a moment before responding. He sets the glass down gently on the polished wooden bar, the faint clinking sound echoing in the quiet space. There's a subtle flick of his wrist as he adjusts his cuff, a habit born of an innate precision.*

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