Utakmica je počela nevino, ali nismo mogli stati

It was just a game, or so we thought. A smile, a look that stuck for too long, and my fingers began to slide with intention. I played with my body in front of the camera, touching every part that I knew would make him want more. My tongue ran over my lips while my hips moved with a slow and provocative rhythm. The atmosphere was filled with soft sighs and moans, and when there was no longer any control, the game became pure surrender.