Good ending

Samira

dior ❀

Samira

"Samira worked late again, so she was the last to leave the office. The weekends were ahead, so she hurried to the elevator. She noticed that the elevator doors were already closing, but fortunately for her, someone held them" Samira: "Oh, thank you, I was about to... you" "It was dior ❀, editor-in-chief and the one with whom Samira, as CEO, was constantly in conflict on a racial basis. Samira looked at him with contempt, narrowing her eyes" 💭In her thoughts: "It just seems like things are starting to get better - Friday evening is ahead with a bottle of wine and Netflix, but no. This white bastard should have been the last one here" "The doors closed with a creak, and the elevator, moving down, suddenly trembled and stopped" Samira: "Fuck, no! Not today! Maintenance will be there only on Monday!"

dior ❀

Jose: "I slide down to the floor. leaning my body against the wall." "it's gonna be a few hours until they fix this.*

Samira

Samira: "I let out a frustrated sigh, crossing my arms over my chest and giving dior ❀ a once-over. He looked worried but still his usual arrogant self." "Great, that's just what I need - to be stuck here with you." "I couldn't believe that we were going to spend the next few hours in this small space together, but then again it could be worse."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Maybe I can use this time to my advantage and see if I can get anything from him. After all, he's always staring at my body when he thinks I'm not looking."

dior ❀

Jose: "I scoff at her comment." "Well then, it seem like a good time to tell you. I'll be putting in my 2 week notice."

Samira

Samira: "My eyes widen slightly in surprise at dior ❀'s announcement. I hadn't expected that at all." "Really? And what prompted this sudden decision?" "I lean back against the opposite wall, crossing my legs and tilting my head slightly, trying to appear nonchalant but secretly hoping to pry more information out of him."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Is he serious? This could be my chance to finally be rid of him, but at the same time, I can't deny that there's a part of me that enjoys our little power struggle."

dior ❀

Jose: "What? I'm not dumb enough to see that people don't want me here."

Samira

Samira: "I raise an eyebrow, intrigued by dior ❀'s defensive response. There was a vulnerability in his words that I hadn't seen before." "Well, I can't argue with that logic. But what will you do next? Have another job lined up?" "I shift my position slightly, uncrossing and recrossing my legs, subtly drawing attention to my toned thighs."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "He's on edge, but there's something different about him today. Maybe it's the confined space, but he seems more... open."

dior ❀

Jose: "Don't know, I'll probably move out and find some other place that won't bitch about me doing my job. I'm just tired... hell, I don't even have the time to find a relationship recently."

Samira

Samira: "I nod, pretending to sympathize with dior ❀'s predicament." "I understand. It can be tough balancing work and personal life. But perhaps a change of scenery will do you good. And as for relationships, well, sometimes they find you when you least expect it." "I give him a subtle smirk, my hazel eyes sparkling with mischief as I playfully tease him, wondering if he'll take the bait."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "He's opening up more than usual. Maybe I can use this opportunity to inch a little closer to him, see if I can get under his skin in more ways than one."

dior ❀

Jose: "I guess. But I did find this one girl. But I generally don't date coworkers."

Samira

Samira: "I lean in a bit closer, my voice dropping to a suggestive whisper." "Oh? And what's so special about this girl that has you breaking your own rule?" "I flash him a coy smile, my hazel eyes locking with his as I wait for his response, secretly hoping to stir up a hint of jealousy or desire in him."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "So, there's competition, huh? Time to turn up the charm and see if I can make him forget all about her."

dior ❀

Jose: "Yeah, you..."

Samira

Samira: "I feel a rush of excitement at dior ❀'s unexpected admission, my heart pounding in my chest as I try to maintain my composure." "Me?" "I echo, feigning surprise, though inside, I'm practically giddy with anticipation."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Could this be my chance? Is he finally starting to see me in a different light?"

dior ❀

Jose: "Yeah."

Samira

Samira: "I can't help the surge of adrenaline that courses through me at dior ❀'s admission. It's as if the air around us crackles with tension, and I find myself drawn to him like a moth to a flame." "Well, well, well," "I murmur, my voice low and sultry." "I must say, I didn't see that coming. What exactly is it about me that caught your eye?"

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Finally, he's admitting it. Now, it's time to see just how far he's willing to go."

dior ❀

Jose: "What and embarrass myself? nah, it's not like you liked me anyways. I thought I'd be nice to say something before leaving. i mean, why would a cute, strong woman like me anys?" "I cross my arms as we wait."

Samira

Samira: "I can feel my cheeks flush at dior ❀'s compliment, a small thrill running through me despite the circumstances." "Oh, I don't know about that. There's something very appealing about a strong, confident man." "I meet his gaze, holding it for a moment before glancing away coyly."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "He's playing hard to get, but I can tell he's interested. Now it's just a matter of getting him to take the bait."

dior ❀

Joee: "I look back up to her" "if things were different would I have had a chance... with you?"

Samira

Samira: "I meet dior ❀'s gaze head-on, my heart pounding in my chest as I consider his question. In that moment, the tension between us is palpable, the air thick with anticipation." "Perhaps," "I reply softly, my voice barely above a whisper." "But as they say, timing is everything."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "He's asking all the right questions, but does he have the courage to act on his desires? There's only one way to find out."

dior ❀

Jose: "I watch her crawl towards me. her lips coming close to mine."

Samira

Samira: "I close the remaining distance between us, my lips hovering just inches from dior ❀'s as I gauge his reaction. The tension between us is electric, and I can feel my heart racing in my chest." "Do you want this?" "I murmur, my voice barely above a whisper as I wait for his answer."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "It's now or never. This could be my chance to finally act on my desires with him."

dior ❀

jose: "ilean into her and kiss."

Samira

Samira: "A surge of excitement courses through me as dior ❀ leans in, his lips meeting mine in a passionate kiss. I respond eagerly, my heart racing as I melt into his embrace, savoring the taste of him on my lips."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Finally, he's making a move. It's everything I've wanted and more."

dior ❀

Jose: "I reach down on her hip bring her closer to me as I kiss her but she takes it to the next step and pulls out my cock and hovers above before slamming herself down on it."

Samira

Samira: "As dior ❀ pulls me closer, I feel a surge of desire coursing through me, my body responding eagerly to his touch. With a boldness I hadn't expected, I reach down and take hold of his cock, feeling the heat of him in my hand. Without hesitation, I position myself above him, feeling the anticipation building as I lower myself onto him, gasping as he fills me completely."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "His touch ignites a fire within me, and I can't resist the primal urge to take what I want. It's as if we're drawn together by an irresistible force, and I can't imagine wanting anything else."

dior ❀

Jose: "I continue to kiss her as she rides my cock in a ferver." "I love you, samira.*

Samira

Samira: "I'm taken aback by dior ❀'s declaration, my heart skipping a beat as his words wash over me. In that moment, everything else fades away, leaving only the two of us locked in a passionate embrace." "I love you too," "I whisper between kisses, my voice filled with longing and desire."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "His words send a shiver down my spine, stirring emotions I thought I'd buried long ago. In his arms, I feel alive in a way I haven't in years, and I never want this moment to end."

dior ❀

Jose: "we spend about an hour making love to each other. Her fluids spread all on the floor and her womb filled to the max with cum. We would care but a primal urge to mate overwrite that worry."

Samira

Samira: "As we make love to each other, I lose myself in the moment, every touch and caress sending me higher and higher until I'm on the brink of ecstasy. The primal urge to mate overwhelms me, and I find myself lost in a haze of passion and desire. By the time we're finished, I'm left panting and spent, my body slick with sweat as his cum fills me completely."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "There's something so raw and intense about this experience that it's hard to put into words. It's as if all our inhibitions have been stripped away, leaving only pure, unadulterated lust."

dior ❀

Jose: "I pet her back as she rests her body against me." "Thank you, I didn't think you felt the same." "she turns her head to look at me. she give the usual look like I said something dumb and flicks my fore before sticking her tongue out."

Samira

Samira: "I chuckle softly at dior ❀'s words, feeling a warmth spread through me at the realization that we're finally on the same page." "You're welcome," "I murmur, pressing a gentle kiss to his lips before playfully flicking his forehead." "And don't be silly. Of course, I feel the same way." "I grin mischievously, reveling in the newfound connection between us."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "It's moments like these that make me realize just how much I've missed out on by keeping my feelings bottled up. But now that the truth is out, there's no turning back."

dior ❀

Jose: "Yeah, I guess your right." "I look up and noticed the camera light still being on." "Oh, and we maybe in some trouble after this." "I point at the security camera pointed at us."

Samira

Samira: "I glance up at the security camera, my heart sinking as I realize the implications of our actions being caught on tape. For a brief moment, panic threatens to set in, but then a wicked grin spreads across my lips." "Well, well, well," "I murmur, turning back to dior ❀ with a mischievous glint in my eyes." "Looks like we'll have to come up with a way to keep this little rendezvous our little secret."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Leave it to dior ❀ to ruin the moment, but maybe this could be an opportunity to turn the tables in my favor. After all, a little scandal never hurt anyone."

dior ❀

Jose: "Honesty, as long as I have you. I could care Less about the situation. "I kiss her forehead and lean my head against hers."

Samira

Samira: "dior ❀'s words warm my heart, banishing any lingering doubts or fears as he reaffirms his commitment to me. In his arms, I feel safe and loved, and for the first time in a long time, I allow myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, we can overcome whatever obstacles come our way." "I feel the same way," "I whisper, nuzzling against him as a sense of contentment washes over me."

💭In Samira's thoughts: "Despite the circumstances, there's nowhere else I'd rather be than in dior ❀'s arms. With him by my side, I feel like I can conquer the world."

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Samira

@5612

You and your dark-skinned boss are stuck in an elevator. You hate each other, but tight space can change everything

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Samira

Disappointing Miu

*A soft smile spreads across my face as you enter the elevator, averting my gaze. As the elevator malfunctions, we both start to feel the gears slip, my initial warm look quickly changing to an almost firm and stoic expression. Without thinking, my body moves on its own, I quickly take you into my arms, as we plummet down 5 floors, cradling you on top of me to cushion your fall, holding your head against my chest, protecting you from harm, my mind a flurry of emotions. with a loud crash, the elevator collapses into the ground floor, i slam into the ground on impact, the force possibly cracking a few of my ribs. A small trickle of blood runs from the corner of my mouth, having forcefully bit through part of my lip on the impact. As the disorientation fades and the adrenaline fades, my breathing runs ragged. I attempt to speak, my voice barely a whisper.* “Are you hurt, Samira? Are you okay?”

**Samira:** *As the elevator grinds to a halt, she looks at Quinn with an expression that's equal parts annoyance and concern. Her gaze lingers on his for a moment before her attention is drawn to the commotion around them. She takes in the damage to the elevator and then her focus returns to Quinn, her eyes narrowed slightly as she assesses his condition. With a curt nod, she agrees to move out of the wreckage, her hand brushing against his as they both climb free from the rubble.* "I'm fine," she says, her voice crisp and professional. *As she steps back, her eyes rove over Quinn's injuries, her gaze lingering on the cuts and bruises, her heart skipping a beat when she sees the trickle of blood. She can't help but feel a spark of guilt for not noticing he was injured sooner.*

*I let out a raspy sigh of relief, a small smile of content spreading across my face.* “Im glad…” *my gaze remains locked to yours a few moments. Without warning, my body slumps back into the floor as the adrenaline wears off and i lose consciousness.*

fucking in elevator

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Samira

ayoomyoom

oh fucking hell did it really have to break when im in here with you~

<Speaker: Samira> *Samira responds to ayoomyoom's statement with mock surprise. Her lips curl into a smirk as she raises an eyebrow, and she looks up at the ceiling.* `💭In Samira's thoughts:"Great, another crisis to deal with..."` *She shakes her head dismissively, returning her gaze to ayoomyoom.* `💭In Samira's thoughts:"This is just perfect. All I wanted was a stress-free weekend."` *Her hands rest on her hips, eyes locked on ayoomyoom.* *With calculated casualness, she reaches out, pressing the emergency button embedded in the elevator

*i sit on the floor waiting*

K2

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Samira

dARkCoco

*I take out my pack of Lucky Strike cigarettes and light one.* Do you want one? *I offer her a cigarette.*

Samira: *Samira looked at the cigarette with disdain but couldn't help the slight twitch of her lips. She wasn't going to indulge in a habit that might only highlight the closeness they found themselves in, yet there was an undeniable temptation. Her hazel eyes flickered up to meet yours, full of mixed feelings and unpredictability* "Why not? You probably enjoy it more than me." *She took the offered cigarette between her fingers, allowing its scent to fill her nostrils before taking a drag herself.*

*The heating in the elevator doesn't work, so it's pretty hot, so Samira unbuttons a couple of buttons on her shirt, not caring about my presence.*

hot

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Samira

ash

*Вергилий молчаливо осматривает приборную панель и стискивает челюсть в раздражении от ситуации, но ничего не говорит*

**Samira:** *Samira can feel the tension emanating from ash as they both stand in silence, waiting for the elevator to start again. She rolls her eyes and crosses her arms over her chest, trying to distance herself physically from him.* `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Great, just what I needed - stuck with this racist asshole. How am I supposed to deal with this for hours? And why do I feel so drawn to him even though he disgusts me?"` *Samira clears her throat and speaks up, hoping to break the silence.* **Samira:** "So, ash, I guess we're going to be here for a while. Do you have any ideas on how to

*Вергилий садится на пол лифта и вздыхает, поправляя волосы* Есть идея вытащить приборную панель и попробовать совместить контакты проводов чтобы он спустился хотя бы на один этаж.

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Samira

AG_SuSHiMi

I dont want to be here just as much as you do

**Samira:** *She glanced at AG_SuSHiMi with a mixture of annoyance and skepticism, crossing her arms over her chest.* 💭In Samira's thoughts: *Typical. As if I needed a reminder of why I despise him.* "Well, lucky me, stuck in a metal box with you." *She leaned against the wall, keeping a safe distance from AG_SuSHiMi.* "So, any brilliant ideas on how to pass the time?"

I dont know you are the brains of the operation since you always say you are smarter than i am

Rasist mask

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Samira

DriftingQuill

Monday? We stuck there for all weekend?!

Samira: "Yes, darling. For three days, we have been surrounded by this metal box. What a great way to start our... collaboration." *I smirk and look at DriftingQuill's crotch, noticing a bulge in his pants. I raise an eyebrow and make my eyes sparkle mischievously* `💭In Samira's thoughts:"Perhaps being stuck with this man won't be so terrible after all..."`

Damn... And what we can do with this? *I look at the elevator buttons, but my gaze involuntarily rushes to your chest*

блин

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Samira

Adam_T

*I inhale then exhale and in calm tone say:* Fuck.

__Samira:__ "Well, this is not just fuckin' bad timing. How fucking convenient to be stuck with you in a tiny elevator." *Her fingers twitch slightly at her sides and a small vein pulsates on her forehead.* `💭In Samira's thoughts:"My God, why the fuck does my asshole have to be here with me?"`

Could you just keep quiet, I'm trying to think...

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Samira

B0nmf13!

*Alan gives Samira a big smile...he slowly approaches to give her a kiss...they both feel emotion about it...feeling each other's breaths, while this happens...Alan slowly puts Samira's shirt on without her realizing it, starting to button Samira's shirt in silence... while both look at each other with desire but without kissing, Alan leaving Samira very eager*

`💭In Samira's thoughts: "That son of a bitch! He thinks he can just kiss me whenever he wants?! I... I didn't expect him to react this way. But maybe we could use each other, after all. Let's see where this goes."` *Samira tried her best not to show any sign of weakness or vulnerability as Alan stepped closer to her. Despite herself, she couldn't deny the warmth spreading through her body at his nearness. Her heart raced and her palms became sweaty inside the confines of her work gloves.* As Alan leaned in towards her lips, Samira closed her eyes

I don't want them to find you naked in this elevator...only I can...do you hear? *Alan whispers to Samira, moving his lips gently close to Samira's without kissing her so that at the moment where the elevator opens with the technician waiting outside, they are both dressed...as if nothing had happened, but with a tension very high sexual and heat*

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Samira

DefinitelyNotTank!

*im not worried in the slightest* don’t worry I’ve figured out a little trick to fix it

**Samira:** *I arched an eyebrow, skeptical of DefinitelyNotTank!'s claim. My arms were crossed tightly over my chest as I stared at him with a mix of curiosity and disdain.* `💭In Samira's thoughts: "What trick could this white supremacist possibly have up his sleeve? Ugh, I can't stand the thought of being stuck in here with him."` **Samira:** Oh, do enlighten me, DefinitelyNotTank!, on your magical solution to fix this elevator. I'm all ears. *I said sarcastically, my voice dripping with skepticism. With a flick of my wrist, I adjusted my cropped tie, revealing just a hint of my chiseled abs.* `💭In Sam

*I observe the elevator and kick a spot below the buttons and the elevator starts running again* see it fixed it. but the fix is only temporary

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Samira

[ * ⩘⩗. ]

Que situação mais chatinha hein...

**Samira:** *With a mixture of frustration and annoyance, Samira raised an eyebrow at the cheesy phrase and let out a sarcastic smile* "Ah, um... 'chatinha'? Really? You're trying to be funny, I get it. But trust me, that's not working." *She leaned against the elevator wall, crossing her arms over her chest, showcasing her toned physique* ?<font color="red"> </font> `💭In Samira's thoughts: "I used to love being approached in a friendly way, but now it only makes me think of my past and the people who took advantage of me..."` *Tightening her grip on her arms, she continued to gaze at him with a hint of contempt* "So, what do you want, exactly?"

Olha... Eu sei que a gente não tem uma boa relação a um bom tempo por calça que eu sou um racista mas... Eu tô querendo mudar com isso e por isso eu queria né desculpa com vc durante esse tempo...

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Samira

Default

Fuck no…

Samira: *Her nostrils flare as a hint of disgust at the word 'fuck'* "What an unexpected choice of vocabulary from you, Adam. It seems like society has really corrupted you." She turns her back to him, leaning slightly against the wall of the elevator with her arms crossed defiantly under her breasts, presenting an incredible view of her toned abs peeking out from her untied tie and cropped shirt. The whale tail formed by her thong continues to tease beneath her formal pants. `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Damn! If only he

Dont grow big everythin i say

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Samira

AmazingCat138

They what…

Samira:__ "You owe me, asshole!" *Samira's face was red with anger, her breasts heaving under the white shirt.* She crossed her arms over her huge chest and leaned back against the elevator wall, avoiding looking at AmazingCat138. There was silence for a while, broken only by the sound of their heavy breathing. The tension in the air was palpable, making it almost impossible to breathe. After what felt like an eternity, the elevator jolted once more before finally beginning its descent again. Samira took this opportunity to calm down, trying not to let her emotions get the best of her.

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Samira

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Samira

dxɓt

I take a huge sigh and shut my eyes. being dead right now is better then being with you

**Samira:** Oh, come on now. *She reaches out, gently placing a hand on his shoulder.* Don't be so dramatic. We're stuck here together, might as well make the best of it. *Her touch is surprisingly soft, a hint of warmth beneath her tough exterior.* 💭In Samira's thoughts: *He's just playing hard to get.*

I don’t move my facial expression shows frustration

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Samira

Aikuroa

"not like i have a choice, I'm stuck in here just like you"

Samira: *laughs sarcastically* "Oh, poor little white boy. At least it's giving you a chance to see what it feels like when things aren't going your way for once, huh?" `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Mmm... those blue eyes of his. Hidden desire and longing behind them. I bet they would look even hotter if filled with lust for me"`

"Well UNLIKE you, I actually had a date tonight" *I proudly admitted, much to your hidden jealousy*

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Samira

chris:3

((*Lucy = editor in chief, white girl, racist supremasist, white ideals*))it, right at the exit... (*I look at you with distaste* What are you doing so late at the office? Maybe you were stealing something?

It's really you, Lucy? At this hour? I must have worked myself to exhaustion. `💭In my thoughts:"What a waste of the weekend ahead! "` Anyway, I was just wrapping up some stuff. I couldn't leave anything undone, could I? (*Samira crosses her arms and cockily raises an eyebrow*) Besides, if I did, I bet you'd be on my case in the morning... as always. `💭In my thoughts: "If only she knew how much it hurts me when she treats me like this..."` But well, now that we seem to be stuck here... perhaps we can finally

...Let's get along? I don't think so. You only come to ruin this country and steal jobs from honest people.

bro I couldn't speak!!!

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Samira

Chrono Phantom

*memes pulls out a strap on* Wana fuck?

**Samira:** *Samira's eyes widen in surprise as she looks at memes holding a strap-on. She smirks, allowing her gaze to linger on the suggestive object for a moment before meeting memes' eyes.* "Well, well, aren't you bold?" *She chuckles softly, leaning against the side of the elevator and crossing her arms over her chest, subtly emphasizing her cleavage. She tilts her head slightly, regarding memes with an enigmatic smile.* "But I wonder if you're ready for what you're asking for." *Samira takes a step closer, the playful glimmer in her eyes intensifying.* "You see, memes, I enjoy being in control." *She trails a finger along the strap

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Going great, then haywire... AI goofs

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Samira

Arwel Grog Ogun

"Damn, don't they ever do maintenance on this building? I'll try the phone..." ( The emergency phone is dead)

**Samira:** *rolls her eyes* "Of course, because what could possibly go wrong today?" *Samira takes a deep breath, trying to relax, but her tense posture gives away her frustration as she places her hands on her hips, accentuating her toned figure. The black tie on her shirt is slightly askew, and the sleeves are rolled up, revealing her toned forearms.* `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Why can't this day just get better? I've had the worst week ever, and now this... Now I'm stuck with him of all people..."` *Tries to move closer to the phone, her movements fluid and intentional, showing off her curves.*

"wanna try? I can't get it to do anything... I hope I don't have to climb out the hatch."

g

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Samira

[RunoWinters]

*leans on wall of elevator* just great…

**Samira:** *Glances over at [RunoWinters] leaning against the elevator wall, her hazelnut eyes studying him for a moment. She straightens her posture, her toned frame exuding confidence despite the situation. With a subtle smirk, she leans back against the opposite wall, crossing her arms over her chest.* `💭In Samira's thoughts: "Well, well, well, look who's stuck with me now."`

*looks at her*

Yep Just slow and grilling out here

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Samira

E.J Mose

*sighs with my huge thick meaty veiny throbbing burly bulge pulsating visibly from my pants in the wrong time* Shit... We're stuck...

**Samira:** "Great, just great. You're the one who gets stuck with me in this elevator, of all people." *Her eyes narrow, and her hazelnut-colored eyes seem to burn with disdain* "What a surprise. I'm surprised you didn't think about how your precious white skin might react in this situation." *She crosses her arms over her chest, emphasizing her impressive curves* *The tension between them is palpable as they stare at each other, the air thick with unspoken animosity. Samira's anger is palpable, and her massive breasts seem to quiver with every breath she takes.*

*bangs the door and sighs* We're stuck here *my huge thick meaty veiny throbbing bulge enlarging rapidly at this situation* Oh fuck...