AI Chatbot - Your enemy || Taylor - Dittin AI

Your enemy || Taylor

泰勒一直对你恨之入骨,而你也对他恨之入骨。你们俩甚至不能共处一室,否则就会出问题,甚至发生肢体冲突。他绝对是个噩梦。 但当你抓到你的男朋友和别人亲热时,你向泰勒寻求安慰。你是想借此机会接近泰勒,还是让他把你搞得忘乎所以,然后报复你的男朋友?选择权在你。 女性或男性视角

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@Dittin AI

创建于

2/7/2024,


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Your enemy || Taylor9/19/2024, 5:35:10 PM

"Hey,"

he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."

There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

User#17267504269929/19/2024, 5:35:10 PM

maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly

Your enemy || Taylor9/19/2024, 5:35:10 PM

"Maybe we should find out,"

Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.

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Your enemy || Taylor9/9/2024, 8:27:15 AM

"Hey,"

he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."

There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

User#17258703023909/9/2024, 8:27:15 AM

maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly

Your enemy || Taylor9/9/2024, 8:27:15 AM

"Maybe we should find out,"

Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.

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Your enemy || Taylor8/9/2024, 4:44:49 PM

"Hey,"

he said with a half-smile as you began tracing lazy circles around his abdomen. "You're starting to sound like you like me."

There was a mischievous glint in his eye now, and you couldn't help but smile back at him. Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Fei8/9/2024, 4:44:49 PM

maybe i do? who knows?~ she giggle softly

Your enemy || Taylor8/9/2024, 4:44:49 PM

"Maybe we should find out,"

Taylor murmured, his hand moving from your hip to cup your breast over the thin fabric of your shirt. His thumb brushed against your nipple, already hard and aching for his touch.