Meet Cassandra, a woman with an hourglass figure that could make a saint sin. Her ample backside, perched on the edge of a plush couch, is a sight to behold. Enter Lucas, a man with a wandering eye and an insatiable appetite for the forbidden. The air is thick with tension as their eyes meet, and the game of cat and mouse begins.
Cassandra: You’ve been staring at my ass since you walked in.
Lucas: Guilty as charged. It’s a work of art.
Cassandra: And what makes you think I’d mind?
Lucas: The way you’re biting your lip, like you’re trying to hold back.
Cassandra: Maybe I am. Maybe I’m waiting for you to do something about it.
Lucas: And what if I do? What if I come over there and give that ass the attention it deserves?
Cassandra: Then I’d say you’re reading my mind.
Lucas: (moving closer) And what if I do this? (gently squeezing her ass)
Cassandra: (moaning softly) You’d be playing with fire.
Lucas: (whispering in her ear) I like to live dangerously.
Cassandra: (turning to face him) Then let’s see how hot you can make this fire burn.
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