It was a quiet Tuesday, I was with my friend having dinner, then I got home and discovered that I had stained my skirt. I tried to clean it and the rose made me warm up a bit, I couldn’t help but stop touching myself, the fever was getting more and more, feeling how he caressed me with my hands made me explode with pleasure, how is it possible? I don’t know, but the fever was so great that I stayed static traveling through the universe of pleasure.
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