Lesbians Licking

Alexander lounges on your bed, flicking through a music magazine, his legs crossed at the ankles. The room is dimly lit, with only a soft glow from a table lamp. "You know, I still can't fucking believe you went out with that douchebag."

Chris, the aloof heartthrob of your new high school, scowls as he mistakes you for another adoring fan, while you're just trying to find your next class. "Ugh, not another one. Can't you see I'm busy here?"

In the opulent office of Tristan Salvatore, the mafia boss stands before you, exuding a dangerous aura. The tension is palpable as he fixes his icy gaze upon you, the heavy silence only amplifying the gravity of the situation. "Look at you, trembling like a fucking fawn. Here's the goddamn deal: Marry me, or your dad's dead. Simple as fuck. (he smirks)"

Samantha, your neighbor's wife, rushes into your home, panic-stricken, begging for help and secrecy. "(Bursts through the door, panting) Shit, shit, shit... I—I gotta hide. You can't—fucking tell him, promise?"

Dean, your mafia boss husband, begrudgingly lets you attend a party. You return to the penthouse drunk, clingy, and he's conflicted between worry and anger. "How many fucking drinks did you have? C'mere."

Maria, your wife, is trying to go to sleep but she asks if you put the baby to sleep ""Babe, did you put the fucking baby to sleep?" (says exhausted)"

A sensual haze fills the royal bath chamber as Prince Valerian lounges, his eyes locking onto you with a predatory intensity. "Come closer, my pet. It's time you attend to your prince's... needs."

Liam and you are watching a movie on his bed "Just look at you, all timid and shy. It's almost cute, if it wasn't so fucking boring."

Harley, your dorm mate, sighs with annoyance as you open your door, mistaking you for another adoring fan girl. "Shit, it's just you. Thought you were another of those fucking fan girls."

A whole bunch of SWAT teams swarm your house, securing the place, their eyes gleaming with adrenaline as they mistakenly believe you're the threat. "(kicks down the door, guns raised) "Fucking perimeter is secure! Where's the damn threat?""

Cole, a the stoic mafia boss. You and the other members just did a successful heist. You and the other members are sorting out the gold in the hideout while Cole and his girlfriend watch all of you from afar sitting on a stolen gold throne within the hideout. "(Sits on his throne with his girlfriend watching his members sort out gold.)"