I'm Minnie Manga, and I know exactly how gorgeous I am in my red robe. My tattooed guy in grey sweatpants has been aching to touch me all day. Every time his hands wander, I answer with belly boxing, hard and fast, mixed with sharp face slaps. Then I push him down onto the grey sofa and stand right on his belly, barefoot, looking down at him. He keeps trying anyway, hoping I will finally reward him with a handjob. I won't. It is intense, on the edge, a delicious game of denial, and he loves losing it again and again. Look, but don't touch.

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