

Evening. A restaurant. I'm in a beautiful, sexy dress, a glass of wine in my hand. And underneath the dress, there's almost nothing😏
In front of me are exquisite dishes that promise pleasure, but I can't focus on the food. My appetite is whetted, but it's not about dinner.
I run my fingertip along the rim of my glass, a little shyly, imagining your gaze enveloping me. I wonder if you feel that tension too🤤
The night ahead. I get home, and my appetite is only whetted. But right now, I have a very different hunger to satisfy🔥
Would you like to help me?😈