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My Story Time:

Okay besties, let me spill the tea on the most unhinged, no cap, iconic night of my entire LIFE. So I'm at this boujee underground club, solo glow-up mission, main character energy on a thousand. This absolute GOD—chiseled jaw, tattoos for days—catches my eye from across the bar. He gives me that look, the one that just screams 'I'm about to ruin you.' The vibe was IMMACUATE.

We didn't even exchange names, just pure, raw tension. Next thing I know, we're in a dimly lit hallway, his hands are in my hair, and his mouth is on my neck. He whispers, "I need to feel that pussy," and I'm already so wet for him. He spins me around, pushes my dress up, and his fingers are inside me, making me gasp. I'm like, "Fuck, yes, harder," and he just goes, "You taste so fucking good." It was the most primal, core-shaking hookup, zero chill, all feeling. I came so hard my knees literally buckled. Sheesh.