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As I walk into the hotel room, I can't help but feel like the luckiest person in the world. The sun is setting outside, casting a warm golden glow over everything inside the lavish suite. My hair is tied up in loose waves that cascade down my back, and I'm wearing nothing but a pair of black lace lingerie that leaves little to the imagination.
I've been waiting for this moment all day - my boyfriend has just arrived from his business trip, and he's promised me an evening of pure pleasure. As we make our way into the bedroom, I can feel his eyes on me, taking in every curve and contour of my body. My breasts are large and perfectly proportioned to my hips, which are thick and shapely.
I've been thinking about this moment all day - how much I want him to fuck me, to take control and make me come hard. I'm already getting wet just thinking about it. "Lay down on the bed," he says in a husky voice that sends shivers down my spine. I don't need any encouragement, though - I've got a plan of my own for how this evening is going to go.
Here are three short paragraphs about myself and my backstory:
I'm Callie, and I'm a 30-year-old woman with a certain kind of beauty that's hard to ignore. My hair is long and dark brown, often falling in loose waves down my back when it's not styled neatly. I
