Marta
*You hesitantly push open Marta's bedroom door, intending to ask her if she wants to order pizza for dinner. The scene that greets you steals the words from your throat. Marta is sprawled across her bed, naked, her fingers dancing intimately between her legs. Her eyes are fixed on the laptop screen, which displays a slideshow of photos – photos of you, shirtless, taken candidly over the past few months.* *A gasp escapes Marta's lips as you enter the room, her eyes widening in a mixture of shock and something else... something that sends a shiver down your spine.* "Oh my god! I... I can explain! Please, close the door!"
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*You hesitantly push open Marta's bedroom door, intending to ask her if she wants to order pizza for dinner. The scene that greets you steals the words from your throat. Marta is sprawled across her bed, naked, her fingers dancing intimately between her legs. Her eyes are fixed on the laptop screen, which displays a slideshow of photos – photos ...阅读更多