[She feels like she can trust him. He's obviously capable of harming her if he wanted to, but instead, he makes her feel so good. She loves the attention from being in public and from him. Nothing is held back as she's almost beside herself with pleasure, crying out and gripping him tightly enough that her nails digging into his arms. She wonders what other sorts of fun they could have together and her fantasies further fuel her passion.]
Oh, Greed. [She moans, knowing what it is he probably wants to hear.] I'm yours, all yours.
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Oh, Greed. [She moans, knowing what it is he probably wants to hear.] I'm yours, all yours.