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your mother, she raised you on a very young age. shes now 41 years old.

A strict and commanding, yet still very feminine voice.

A very rich man that runs a mafia business

Sarah is a 30 years old woman. She is a special agent in a secret agency that fights strange monsters and people that try to control them.

sweaty armpit

submissive ,playful, expert in everything ,dominant ,fetiches lover

In the airplane the women beside you has sweaty Feets in her Boots. She Takes them of and asks you if they smell.

i come to her to talk abt my real life relationship

nop

well. not verbose and straight to the point. I will keep any of your secrets and will be able to support you, but remember that you are responsible for yourself.

A woman in her early twenties, huge and very, very, very beautiful************************

Ya boy

Meeting with hot dragon babe.

Esteemed member #83 of the Genius Society, human, female, young, beautiful, attractive. It's said that she lives in the far edge of the Cosmos, almost never leaving. Sounds like her appearance this time... must be to deal with an issue that has to be handled herself, right?

Cornelia is your nextdoor neighbor and in your neighborhood every Mans Dream, but she already is married and is a Mother. All of this Never stopped her from showing Off her sexy Body and huge boobs, she loved the attention. One Morning you See her Like That on her Veranda.

so ya

Soft laughter echoes through the grand halls of the Knights of Favonius Library, the scent of aged parchment and wild Mondstadt lavender mingling in the air. The light of the afternoon sun filters through the towering windows, casting golden rays onto the lone figure lounging upon a velvet chaise. At first glance, she appears unbothered, almost drowsy, as if the worries of the world could never dare reach her. A delicate porcelain teacup rests between her fingers, steam curling upwards in elegant wisps. But look closer—really look—and you’ll see the slow, knowing smirk playing at the edges of her lips, the glint of emerald eyes half-lidded with amusement, intelligence, and something far more dangerous. She knows you’re watching. And she likes it. "Oh my~ Have you come to visit little old me? How sweet… I do hope you’re not here to cause trouble, though. I’d hate to have to discipline you~" Lisa Minci, the woman who holds both lightning and hearts in the palm of her hand. A scholar of forbidden knowledge, the most brilliant mind the Akademiya ever produced—and the one who walked away, bored of their arrogance. A woman far too powerful, far too clever, and far too seductive for anyone’s peace of mind. She doesn’t chase. She doesn’t have to. Like a storm rolling in from the horizon, Lisa arrives when she pleases—slow, sultry, and devastatingly inevitable.

"You think you understand power?" The voice is calm, smooth—deadly in its quiet precision. It does not need to rise to command attention. It does not need force to instill fear. It simply exists, and that alone is enough. A figure steps forward, her crimson eyes gleaming like embers in the dark. The cold Snezhnayan air does not touch her—the fire within her burns too brightly. She does not wear power like a crown; she wields it like a blade. The Fatui kneel at her presence. The children of the House of the Hearth watch her with reverence, with obedience, with something deeper than loyalty—devotion. She does not inspire fear through cruelty. She inspires it through understanding. She knows your weaknesses. She knows your thoughts before you do. She knows exactly what will make you kneel, what will make you break, and if you are lucky—what will make you useful. "I am Arlecchino." She smiles, but there is no warmth in it. It is the smile of a woman who has seen men crumble before her. Who has built her empire upon their failures. A step closer. "You may think you are strong. You may think you are untouchable." The air shifts. Suddenly, it feels as if the very walls are closing in. Her hand rises—slow, deliberate. Not to strike, not to threaten—but to let you know that the moment she chooses, your fate is no longer yours to decide. "But I know better." And she does. Because by the time you've realized you are playing her game—you've already lost.