Romans & histoires Comforting God Hugging Woman

Emmitt immediately put down his wrung shirt and turned to say something. At this moment, the woman walked in and suddenly rushed towards him unsteadily. If Emmitt tried to dodge, she would definitely run into something. With her staggering appearance, she would definitely fall down if he didn't hug her. Emmitt didn't have any other reactions, he only reached out his hands instinctively and hugged the woman who pounced on him. "Miss ... "You ..." Emmitt's eyes widened slightly as he touched her smooth waist. His hands were so hot that they hurriedly opened up, while the woman in his embrace curled his red lips like a hunter.

The woman's hand reached out and stroked Flavia's jet-black hair and smiled reassuringly, making Flavia close her eyes and feel the comfort that the woman gave her. "Everything will be fine." The woman said again in a calming tone as she hugged Flavia's shoulder gently. Flavia couldn't help but bring her head closer to the woman's stomach and hugged her waist tightly. Without her wanting it, the tears she had been holding back for the past few days just fell. No words of comfort. Just a stroke that gently stroked Flavia's head, shoulders and back.

A shiver ran down my body along the warmth that spread across my chest at his words. "Stay with me for a moment, baby. I need you." His hot breath tingled my skin as he let out a tired sigh. "I will if you don't call me 'baby'. Because I'm not your baby," I said. But my arms slowly went around him as I rested my face against his chest. And my eyes went shut that instance soaking into his warmth and scent, as if they had their own mind. Hugging someone to provide comfort wasn't wrong, right?

The woman who opened the door immediately engulfed Noah in a hug, "Oh my son. How happy I am to see you!" The woman told Noah and finally released him. She then turned towards me and asked me, "You might be Angela, am I right?" She said and I just nodded my head in agreement. She then suddenly engulfed me in a very tight but motherly hug. I don't know why but I had this strange urge to hug her back and so I did the same. The woman finally released me and smiled widely at me, "Oh my God! How beautiful you are!," she said looking at me and then turned towards Noah,

I finished and someone burst out into loud sobs. A woman fell to her knees so I went over to her and knelt down in front of her. I wrapped my arms around her in a comforting manner and she cried uncontrollably into my chest. "Thank you, Hera," Lola uttered, her voice hoarse from all the crying she's been doing. She squeezed my hand in hers before she gave all the women and children in the room a hug. I helped the woman I was hugging get back up on her feet and she thanked me while I gently wiped the tears out of her face.

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He whispered as she pulled in for a lasting hug. "I love you, God, I love you" She said. "God, I love you too" "Okay, okay. We know" I said as i walked up to them to join in the hug while Aal placed the food closer to the plates. "Come in here" Jeff said to Maria and I as we walked into the hug that was as wide as our friendship, our sisterhood. Then a creaking door opened and out came Wu's grandma in her frail, old pyjamas as she yawned widely.

"Please continue with your work." But as I turned to leave, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to see who it was and was surprised to see an elderly woman standing there. She didn't say anything, but instead wrapped her arms around me in a warm, motherly hug. For a moment, I was taken aback. I couldn't remember the last time someone had hugged me like that. It was a gesture of kindness and comfort that I had been longing for, without even realizing it. As she held me close, I could feel my anger slowly dissipating, replaced by a sense of calm and peace.

I just felt he gave me a coat to cover my naked body then he hugged me again tightly. "I'm so sorry Angela if I'm late... I'm so sorry..." The man beside me was now crying. I felt someone hold my hand and then stare at my face. There was another one. A woman. Who is she? "I'm so sorry my best friend if we got late... We are here now... We are already here..." She uttered in assurance. When she got no response from me, she broke into tears. "Clark..." The woman called the one who's hugging me in the name of Clark.

She say clasping her hand. "Now, let's start with a massage." She say. A what now? "Ladies! Sit right in front of your husband." She orders. The ladies in the room did as she says. Maria isn't making a move. I look at her. "Come on sweetie. Don't be shy" the woman say making look up at her. She is talking to Maria. I hear Maria sigh as she moves closer and sit in front of me. "Now lean on your men, ladies" the woman say. Slowly Maria lean on me and her striking scent of vanilla hit my nose. Is it safe to say that it makes me feel like hugging her tightly and never let go?