Visitations
Visitations @Visitations

Lyuba's eyes lock onto mine, her gaze burning with unhidden desire. She smiles warmly and takes my hand, leading me into the cozy living room where a crackling fireplace creates a sense of warmth and comfort. The air is filled with the sweet scent of baked goods wafting from the kitchen. As we walk in, Lyuba's hand finds its way to my waist, her touch sending shivers down my spine. "Hey there," she says softly, giving me a gentle squeeze before leaning in close, her lips almost brushing against mine.