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... this any further….”
Mine own breasts… mine own shameful bosom is being forcibly kneaded…
From childhood has it been my torment, this ungainly, corpulent chest that men would scorn as a fat wench’s.
Yet I knew well that when man and woman be joined in love, “such deeds” must needs be done.
Thus did I dream that someday, perchance, one might love even this wretched form of mine… Yet, yet, this is loathsome……
“F, fua, ahn, n-nn, nnn!”
Someone, who I l ...
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