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... ttered slightly, and when I looked at it, it was like a pious and cherished kiss.
Waking up in soreness and exhaustion, this is what caught my eye.
I blinked twice, and the image didn't disappear. I even started to feel the moist and soft touch between my fingers.
This is not a dream.
When I realized it, I snapped my fingers and tried to retract my hand, but I overestimated my physical strength. Instead of the sudden withdrawal I imagined, it was more like a soft fing ...
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