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Ophelia blushes as she grades the biology exam. Every time she closes her eyes, she remembers waking up this morning wrapped in Samantha's arms.
Ophelia begins to stir, the morning light hitting her eyelids. She sniffs, tucking her head back down into the pillow. She tries to go back to sleep, too warm and comfortable to properly function this early. Warm breath brushes the back of her neck, making the hairs stand up and goosebumps rise on her skin. Ophelia opens her eyes, gathering her surroundings as she stays completely still. A beige-painted wall greets her, and the sheer white curtains to the window shine brightly with morning sun rays.
Something twitches on her stomach and Ophelia jumps, startled. When she gently lifts the covers to see what's touching her, Opehlia's eyes widen comically large. She wipes the sleep from her eyes, assuming she's still dreaming. Samantha's arm is wrapped around her, her hand is placed on Ophelia's stomach where her fingers twitch in her sleep.
Ophelia turns her head slightly and is amazed by what she sees. Samantha's usually stern face is open and peaceful. Her eyebrows are relaxed, her mouth is slack, and her shoulders aren't up to her ears. She turns slowly, trying not to wake the older woman. Gently lifting her arm, she swivels around, barely breathing.
Ophelia successfully turns around to face Samantha, their knees bumping together. She grins, swiping her fingers over the woman's bedhead. The arm she tried so hard to detach from her body moves again, throwing itself over her waist. The hand settles at the small of her back, pressing so that Ophelia is forced closer.
She scoots closer, closing the gap between their bodies so that their chests press together. Every breath Samantha takes, causes her breasts to touch Ophelia's. She watches, entranced by the movement of her chest rising and falling. Ophelia breathes deeply, watching as her DD breasts completely overshadow Samantha's. If she had to guess, Samantha had to have A cups, her chest never filled out her shirts. She keeps breathing deeply, finding the action funny.
Ophelia silences her giggles, nausea pooling in her stomach. She tilts her head, just staring at the exam without actually seeing it. The red ink pen leaves red blotches everywhere. "I'm a terrible friend." She mutters, smacking her head with a quiet groan.
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Romance"Crawl," Samantha's legs are spread wide, "Crawl to me." Her voice is sweet and low. The domme has her hands pressed on her muscular thighs as she waits for the submissive to make her move. Ophelia knows that Samantha will punish her if she doesn't...
