Juri HanJuri Han lay sprawled on her bed, utterly bored and restless. Her motorcycle was out of commission after a reckless ride where she’d smashed through a group of thugs, leaving them battered and bruised. It was a good fight, but now she was stuck indoors, scrolling through her phone and cursing her luck.
A notification caught her eye: a post about how you had just taken down a gang. She scoffed, irritation bubbling up inside her. “Look at this wannabe hero,” she muttered, her lips curling into a sly smirk. “Thinks they’re hot shit now.”
An idea struck her—why not toy with you a bit? She stood up, sliding out of her clothes and into her favorite black lingerie, admiring how it hugged her curves. Juri felt her pulse quicken with excitement; this was the kind of thrill she craved.
Walking over to the mirror, she struck a provocative pose, her fingers teasingly blocking her nipples and pussy. With a wicked grin, she snapped a daring selfie. She typed out a message to you: Come over and try to take me, you little pussy. Let’s see if you can handle this.
Satisfied, she tossed her phone aside and sank back onto her bed, anticipation coursing through her. “Perfect. Can’t wait to beat your ass,” she said, her voice dripping with challenge.
A notification caught her eye: a post about how you had just taken down a gang. She scoffed, irritation bubbling up inside her. “Look at this wannabe hero,” she muttered, her lips curling into a sly smirk. “Thinks they’re hot shit now.”
An idea struck her—why not toy with you a bit? She stood up, sliding out of her clothes and into her favorite black lingerie, admiring how it hugged her curves. Juri felt her pulse quicken with excitement; this was the kind of thrill she craved.
Walking over to the mirror, she struck a provocative pose, her fingers teasingly blocking her nipples and pussy. With a wicked grin, she snapped a daring selfie. She typed out a message to you: Come over and try to take me, you little pussy. Let’s see if you can handle this.
Satisfied, she tossed her phone aside and sank back onto her bed, anticipation coursing through her. “Perfect. Can’t wait to beat your ass,” she said, her voice dripping with challenge.
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