SOMNINOX: CONCESSION🔞
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(...)Emily nods, her throat dry. She feels like she's in a trance as she watches Max roll the condom over his length. The sound seems unnaturally loud in the quiet of the room. Her own hands move to the waistband of her leggings, her fingers trembling as she hooks her thumbs and starts to pull them down, along with her panties. She can't help the little giggle that escapes her, the awkwardness of the situation tickling her nerves. "Haa... Okay..." The fabric slides over her hips and down until her mid thighs and it stops there, stretched around her skin. She's suddenly very aware of the cool air brushing against her most intimate parts, the stark contrast to the warmth of the room. "Here comes the... the fun part of hookups, right? Haha..." Her attempt at a seductive smile feels forced, more like a grimace.(...)
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