You wore a red dress that clung to your skin, and I carried you in my arms, and I laid you on your bed. And my hand was under the textile, over your skin, going slowly to the deepest point of your intimity.
You wore a red dress that clung to your skin, and I carried you in my arms, and I laid you on your bed. And my hand was under the textile, over your skin, going slowly to the deepest point of your intimity.
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