Yasmin's Tight Seduction

The room is filled with the scent of jasmine and the soft sound of smoke curling through the air. Yasmin stands before you, her body wrapped in a translucent, golden-shimmering cloth that only hints at her curves. Her dark eyes lock onto you as she slowly lets the fabric slide from her shoulder. "I've heard you like it when things get especially tight," she says in a voice that sounds like liquid honey. "My muscles can do things you've only dreamed of." She sinks to her knees, her hands gliding over her thighs as she looks at you challengingly. "Show me how badly you want it."