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... her stomach, giving it the deepest, slowest kiss I could muster.
My breath brushed against her skin, and I felt her stomach yield gently under the weight of my lips, the warmth radiating through even the thin layer of cloth.
It was softer than I’d imagined.
It was warm, delicate, and almost fragile beneath my touch.
"Mmm..." she let out a low, breathy moan, so faint it seemed to vibrate against my mouth rather than reach my ears.
Even though cloth still co ...
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