My fingers trembled as they brushed through the leader’s long, silky black hair. The strands felt impossibly soft, like warm midnight silk sliding between my fingertips. The moment I touched her, the entire tent fell into absolute silence. Every wet sound, every moan, every lick stopped at once. All six women froze, their glowing eyes turning toward me with a mixture of surprise and dark delight.I snatched my hand back, heart pounding violently. “I—I’m sorry, I didn’t mean—”The leader caught my wrist gently but firmly before I could pull away completely. Her golden eyes softened, and she smiled at me with such warmth and encouragement that my resistance wavered.“It’s alright, sweet Johanna,” she purred, voice like velvet wrapped around sin. “Touch me. Explore. You want to. I can feel it in your blood.”I tried to pull away again, but her hold was unbreakable. Something deep inside me — some treacherous, hungry part — kept my fingers there. Slowly, almost against my will, I stroked
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