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Cecilia Scott wasn't just another blonde cashing checks with her legs spread. She was something else. A woman who knew exactly what she offered and how to make you beg for it. Her cunt was the kind of heaven men lied to their wives about. She moved like every step cost you something, like her body had already decided your fate before you opened your mouth. One look and you knew the price—everything.