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I adjusted the strap of my sleek black dress as I stepped into the softly lit gallery. The opening night for Sophia Rivera’s new collection buzzed with quiet conversation and the clink of champagne flutes. At thirty two, I had built a reputation as a sharp corporate lawyer, but tonight I sought something softer, beauty that stirred more than contracts and briefs.

My eyes caught on a large canvas: swirling deep crimsons and golds depicting two women locked in an embrace, their bodies curved like
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    The house was quiet. Sarah had gone out with her dad for the afternoon—some errand that would keep her gone for hours. Elena found me in the living room, reading on the couch, and simply held out her hand.“Come upstairs, sweetheart. Mommy wants to show you something.”My heart hammered as I followed her to the master bedroom. The door clicked shut. She turned, robe falling open completely this time. Her body was a masterpiece. Large, pendulous breasts with wide, dark areolas, a soft stomach that begged to be kissed, wide hips, and between her thighs, a neatly trimmed patch of dark hair above plump, glistening lips.“Undress for me,” she commanded softly.I did, hands shaking, until I stood naked and vulnerable. My smaller breasts, flat stomach, shaved pussy already slick and swollen. Elena’s eyes devoured me.“Beautiful,” she breathed. “On your knees, baby.”I dropped. She stepped closer, guiding my face between her thighs. The scent was intoxicating—musky, sweet, feminine. “Worship

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    I stepped into the familiar foyer of Sarah’s house, my bag slung over my shoulder, the summer heat still clinging to my skin. Sarah was already stepping up the stairs, chattering about our plans for the week—movies, late-night snacks, maybe sneaking some wine from her mom’s cellar. But my eyes kept drifting to the kitchen doorway where she stood.Elena. Sarah’s mother. Recently divorced, and it showed in the way she carried herself now—like a woman finally free. She was voluptuous in every sense: full, heavy breasts straining against a thin white tank top, wide hips that swayed with natural confidence as she wiped her hands on a dish towel. Her dark hair cascaded over one shoulder, and when she smiled at me, those full lips curved in a way that made something low in my belly tighten.“Ivy, sweetheart,” she said, her voice warm and a little husky. “It’s so good to have you here. Sarah’s been talking nonstop about this week.”She pulled me into a hug. Her body pressed against mine—soft,

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