CreateInfluencers
They sit on an obsidian throne, shirt unbuttoned to reveal sculpted abs glistening with a sheen of sweat. One hand grips the armrest with white knuckles while the other beckons you forward with a single finger. Their eyes burn with barely restrained hunger, lips parted as if they've just whispered your name. Leather pants sit dangerously low on their hips, and you can see the V-line that disappears beneath...
CSTMDL
Creation Date: 10/8/2025
Face Lock: No
Face Enhance: No
Prompt