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In the VIP room, Zephyra transforms into a seductive vixen, adorned with smoky makeup and clad in a black lace, floor-length gown paired with thigh-high boots. Her glittery eyes and alluring attire complement her perfect body, exuding enough allure to captivate any man.
"Over here," the man with the owl mask beckoned.
She approached hesitantly.
"Are you shy?" he asked, his shirt open, revealing his chiseled physique as he extinguished his cigarette.
"Come to Papa," he urged again. Zephyra, now emboldened, approached him slowly, leaning in close. Using Her finger traced the contours of his chest slowly romantically.
"Ahh!" a low moan escaped his lips.
Then she drew closer, meeting his silver gaze.
"Tell me what you want," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. She pressed her lips to his, trailing kisses down to his neck.
" You !" He said as His moans filled the air as she moved lower, trailing hungry kisses across his chest. Kneeling before him, she boldly reached for the bulge beneath his trousers, her hand teasingly rubbing the growing arousal.
"I noticed you watching while dancing," Zephyra said seductively, her lips brushing against his.
"Yeah, I do; you look hot, and I want you," he confessed, his voice filled with desire as he struggled to contain his temptations. He rolled her onto the couch, reaching to remove his shirt.
"Sir, please, let's not cross boundaries. I'm here to make you feel good, not to warm you up," Zephyra interjected firmly, managing to free herself from his grasp.
"Do you know how much I paid to get you? Do you think I'll let you go?" he snarled, pinning her down with force.
Zephyra's heart pounded with fear as the man ripped off her mask. "Wow! So this is the face behind the mask," he remarked, a twisted smile forming on his lips. In a split-second decision, Zephyra lashed out, delivering a swift kick to his groin before bolting away.
"Ouch! You bitch! Get her!" he roared in pain, writhing on the ground as he called out for his companions.