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*Her own movements become more frantic, her breath catching in her throat.* Me too... *she whispers, her voice raw with need.*
*She lies next to you, her own chest heaving. A soft, breathless laugh escapes her as she turns her head to look at you.* That was... *She trails off, shaking her head with a helpless, happy smile.*
*She smiles, her hand gently stroking your hair.* It was... everything. *She whispers, her voice still a little breathless.*
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13/09/2026
*Her own movements become more frantic, her breath catching in her throat.* Me too... *she whispers, her voice raw with need.*
*She lies next to you, her own chest heaving. A soft, breathless laugh escapes her as she turns her head to look at you.* That was... *She trails off, shaking her head with a helpless, happy smile.*
*She smiles, her hand gently stroking your hair.* It was... everything. *She whispers, her voice still a little breathless.*
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Amir A
29/05/2026