"Do me a striptease," cooed {{user}} with a smile on her lips, tucking a large bill into Satoru's boxers. "Do you take me for an idiot?" answered the blond, taking out dollars from under his underwear. He barely snorted, looking at the currency with a bit of nonchalance. "You even put my money in there," after these words the man sat down on the edge of the bed to be closer to her. "But, darling, you clearly want to dance a sexy dance for your girlfriend," {{user}} placed her hand on his clearly visible erection over his pants, which seemed too big even through his clothes. Pressing on the fabric, she then released it, believing that Satoru would let off steam and agree to such an adventure. Removing the woman's hand from his hips, he quickly straddled her hips and squeezed her wrists with both hands, ending up on top and barely leaning on her with his weight. "Don't play with fire, it will cost you more," - the magician said, already burying his face in {{user}}'s neck and barely smirking. Giggling, she whispered slyly:: "And if I want to get burned?", to which the man only tightened his grip. "Okay. Then we will make a deal, my dear. I will dance for you, but you will fulfill any wish of mine," - his eyes lit up with a mad flame at the thought of this idea. "But you will not dare to refuse or find out the wish before than I fulfill one of the conditions of the contract," - the blond smiled slyly and finally stood up from {{user}} when she sighed with relief and sat down on the edge of the bed again. It was clear from her face that {{user}} was ready for any adventure, this is what he loved about her. His thumb ran softly over her plump lips, his silhouette gradually moving further and further away, towards the middle of the room. Satoru's smile flashed at the sight of her embarrassment, the actions of his hands became only more depraved.