Waiting Game: She's Ready, He's Hung

In the dimly lit room, she sits, her heart pounding with anticipation. She's ready, her body humming with desire. Her fingers trace the neckline of her dress, dipping in to tease her nipples. Her legs part, her hand sliding up her thigh, under her skirt. She's wet, her panties soaked with her arousal. She's waiting, her body primed and pulsating, ready for his touch, his kiss, his cock. She's ready, and she's impatient.

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