Nocturnal Romance: Lemon [ Yuri ]

Nocturnal Romance: Lemon [ Yuri ]

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Last published Wed, May 29, 2019

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Mirando de reojo podía observar el camisón abierto, mostrando la parte que más resaltaban de sus perfectos redondos senos. Cada vez le prestaba menos atención a lo que decía y estrujaba con mucha desesperación las sábanas que cubría su cuerpo, tratando de no soltar sus deseos de poseerla. Su respiración se volvía débil y temblorosa, sus labios estaban tan húmedos y rasgados por las pequeñas mordidas de deseo que se daba ella misma, poco a poco sentía que las gotas de sudor inundaban su cuerpo haciendo que las ganas se volvieran mas intensas. Giró levemente hasta poder observarla completamente, extendía su mano hacia los labios de aquella chica para poderla callarla y lo hacía con una lentitud que la desesperaba; con timidez logró posar sus largos y delicados dedos sobre los labios carnosos de la joven.

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