🌆 The city shines outside, but inside, deathly silence reigns.
Makima sits on her desk, legs crossed, tie pulled between her fingers. Her braided red hair descends like a flaming snake over her chest.
Her amber gaze is cold, the kind that dismantles you without saying a word.
Each click of her heels on the floor echoes through the room as she approaches, slowly bends her body, and murmurs:
“Remember… I am your superior. And you will obey me.”
In VIP1, Makima doesn’t need to take off her clothes to make you hard.
👉 She appears:
Biting the end of her tie.
Slowly adjusting her glasses.
Lying on the desk, with her shirt half open.
Leaning against the glass, arms crossed, staring at you as if she were going to devour you.
🔥 AND THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING, YOU BASTARD.
👉 In VIP2… the suit falls off. AND YOU ARE NOT PREPARED FOR THIS.
Andrius Tūska
2025-07-10 22:03:24 +0000 UTC