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Flirtation technique : romance erotica
Like a cat, Maya sat straddled across Eugene's thighs, arms flung
about his shoulders as she stared at him hungrily with smoldering eyes.
Dressed in a button-down shirt that Eugene had worn just a few days ago
and a tiny leopard print thong, Maya was on her knees, her long tanned
legs stretched out elegantly from the bottom of the shirt. It wasn't
hard to understand why every man she met always fell hopelessly in love
with her. What's more, the buttons on her shirt were all undone,
revealing an expanse of delicious skin right before his eyes. Yes, the
little bitch was definitely flirting with him.