Do you want to follow me, or do you not want to be a prostitute? (1)

Grace obediently lay back on the bed, hugging her legs tightly and spreading them apart, offering up a bright red flower. She ran her hands over her wet pussy, trembling as she parted the petals, revealing the tender flesh inside.

"Please, sir... use your humble slave... your slave is still... a virgin..."

Grace opened her legs in the most vulnerable position, exposing herself completely to Eric. Her body trembled, causing the gold chains and ruby pendants on her body to jingle, and her skin, already creamy and smooth, appeared even more delicate and white, as if coated with oil. Her large breasts were like the headlights of a motorcycle, perky and red, with the ruby nipples and centers shining brightly.

It was only at this moment that Eric saw the V-shaped ruby encrusted on Grace's vagina. It turned out that the complete ruby had been ground into particles and then embedded into the inner wall of her vagina.