A TWENTY SOMETHING
Hana, naked on my couch, looked exquisite.
“No, you can't,” She covered her face, groaning loudly. “I didn’t know you have a fancy for taking pics of naked girls.
“Girl,’ I corrected her. “That’s you, and you weren’t naked before.”
“Still, it’s embarrassing.”
I chuckled, pulling her hands away from her face and giving her each finger a tender kiss.
“I need something for the next five days,” I tell her, grazing her clit and thrusting my fingers deep enough to soak them in her juices before I drew them to her mouth.
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