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... is, still wearing her habit. She’s breathing softly, and her eyes are closed. Eris always carries herself with a mature air, but her sleeping face looks rather innocent.
Then, when I lower my gaze a little — my hand is buried deep within her cleavage.
…Why am I rubbing Eris’ breasts?
Moreover, when I quickly inspect my own appearance, there’s something off about my attire. I’m wearing pants, but my upper body is bare. What in the world is going on?
I’m half-naked, ...
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