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... did not utter a word, simply hooking the corners of his lips, firmly pressing over me without any intention to let go.
He slowly bowed his head, and the hot breath from between his nostrils ran wild like electricity along my neck, prompting me to twist uncomfortably and raise my hand to lightly resist his pressing body, hoarsely reminding him, "My waist is still sore, can you let me off just this once?"
In the same place and posture, with the same person, just a few hours ago, I ...
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