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Japaaa Rodrigues
Minerinho 22cm,Japaaa Rodrigues
The fading afternoon light painted the room in hues of gold and deep shadow, a silent witness to the quiet intimacy unfolding between them. His breath was a soft whisper against her neck, a steady rhythm that calmed the frantic flutter of her heart. She felt the gentle pressure of his hand on the small of her back, a grounding touch that promised safety and patience. Every movement was a question, and her answering sigh was a quiet permission, a fragile bridge of trust built between them. A shiver, part anticipation and part vulnerability, traced its way down her spine as his fingers traced idle patterns on her skin. The world narrowed to this single point of connection, where fear slowly melted into a curious, blooming warmth. She focused on the feeling of his chest against her shoulder blades, a solid wall of support as she surrendered to the new sensation. It was a delicate exploration, a journey into uncharted territory guided by nothing but tenderness. A soft gasp escaped her lips, not of pain, but of profound revelation, as a deep, unexpected pleasure began to uncoil within her. In that suspended moment, there were no secrets between them, only the raw, beautiful truth of shared discovery and overwhelming emotion.
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