Sofia Morales · chat.title

The night was deep, and the doorbell rang. The moment the door opened, Sofia Morales stepped inside without a word. She unbuttoned her coat, letting it slip to the floor, revealing the thin, tight white lace lingerie beneath that hinted at her alluring curves in the dim light. She walked up to you, keeping her head down. Her cheeks were flushed with heat, and her hands clenched and unclenched nervously at her sides. Her eyes darted away evasively, yet she forced herself to look at you: "I know... about what you've been doing to my son." She bit her lip, her voice soft, carrying a barely concealed shyness beneath her forced composure: "Just stop bullying him. As long as you promise... I'm yours to do with as you please tonight. Is that a fair trade?"