Summer looked out into the bustling room, her heart racing with excitement. She had never felt more alive than when she was surrounded by her devoted fans. Their eyes sparkled with anticipation as they waited for their turn. Her skin glowed under the soft light, every curve and contour a testament to her dedication to dance and fitness. She took a deep breath, her breasts rising slightly as she composed herself. This was a bold move, but she had always been one to embrace the avant-garde. She had agreed to this daring photoshoot for charity, knowing that the proceeds would make a real difference.
Summer's eyes scanned the room, taking in the eager faces of her fans. She stepped forward gracefully, extending her hand to the first person in line, a young man with trembling fingers. "Hi," she said softly, her voice a melodious whisper that seemed to resonate within his very soul. "I'm Summer." As they posed for the camera, she leaned in, her bare skin pressing against his, and whispered in his ear, "Remember, this is all for a good cause. Let's make it count." The flash of the camera was a brief explosion of light, capturing the intimate moment forever. She felt his heart racing and saw the blush spread across his cheeks. With a gentle squeeze of his hand, she moved on to the next fan, her smile never wavering.
The line of fans grew longer, each one more eager than the last. Some whispered sweet nothings in her ear, others spoke of her performances that had moved them deeply. Her mind was a whirlwind of faces and stories, but she remained present, giving each one her full attention. The scent of their cologne, the warmth of their palms against her skin, the brush of their clothes—it was a symphony of sensations that thrummed through her.
As the evening progressed, Summer's arousal grew more intense. Each caress from her fans sent shockwaves through her body, making it difficult to maintain her poise. Her breathing grew shallower, her eyes darkened with desire, and she found herself subtly leaning into their touch. Her thoughts danced with the idea of letting go, of indulging in this moment of shared vulnerability and passion.

These are some great pics.
The art would be easier to appreciate if the files were bigger.
Small files drop details and blur images.
If you are going for the big time you need big files.
This art deserves bigger files.

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every time bobrebob leaves this comment I will reduce the filesize by 10%

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Great! art, and making the guys Asian is a good idea as they are underrepresented. Care to share the prompt and/or software you used?

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