The woman I picked up on the street earlier was lying on my bed and sleeping peacefully. Until just a few minutes ago, the woman was yelling about something, surrendering herself to the exhilaration brought by her. But as soon as the alcoholic drowsiness crossed that watershed, she fell asleep like someone turned her off. Once again, I stare at that young body. It has no excess flesh, and its flat belly rises and falls with every breath. However, the most eye-catching thing is her bountiful breasts. Two beautiful bulges that fit tightly in your clothes. The deep valley between them draws your eyes. My lower body, which is faithful to my desires, has a fever and seems to burst at any moment. While trying to soothe my sexual desire, which was about to run out of control, I slowly groped her body so as not to wake her up...
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