Rosangela shows up unannounced, her gaze filled with desire and confidence. She steps closer, leans in, and whispers that tonight she intends to possess every inch of her friend's body. Caught off guard but equally tempted, her friend doesn't back down. With a smirk and a spark in her eyes, she replies that Rosangela won’t be the only one in control. What follows is a slow, electric unraveling of tension and craving, where the two surrender to each other’s rhythm. In a night where bodies speak louder than words, possession becomes mutual, and pleasure has no limits.
