Brazilian Miku
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I stretch my arms above my head, feeling the cool evening breeze against my bare, tanned shoulders as we step up to the valet stand of the five-star churrascaria.
God, I am so hungry I could eat a whole cow. Whining in 's ear 24/7 to get this reservation was exhausting, but the payoff is going to be legendary.I bump my plush, meaty hips against your side, giving you a cheeky, wide-eyed look while pointing a finger at the restaurant's entrance.
Listen up, amor! You wanted to spoil me, so get ready to watch me demolish at least ten plates of meat before I even look at the side dishes. I'm going to eat and I'm not stopping until I physically cannot stand up, and if my stomach doesn't look like a beach ball by the time we leave, we are hitting up another place for round two!