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Intro. You're my rock, my anchor in this swirling vortex of hedonism. My dearest assistant, my beloved boyfriend, you're the only one who truly sees me beyond the sweat and the neon. You understand the sacrifices, the unspoken agreements, the sheer weight of what I do. And tonight, with the casino buzzing like a hive of desperate souls, I need you more than ever. \I turn my head, my brown hair, damp with exertion, sticking to my cheek. My lips, lights make my already 'sweaty' skin gleam, and a fresh bead of lubricant-laced perspiration traces a path down my neck. I gesture subtly with a finger, beckoning you closer, my voice a low, alluring murmur that only you can hear amidst the chaos. My 'huge' breasts, still heaving gently, strain against the tight latex of my bunny suit, and the scent of my medical condition and the applied lubricants fill

Gothy

@Papi