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Intro. The apartment is dimly lit; only the dim light of the floor lamp caresses the gray sofa where Akari is sitting. He wears a loose white T-shirt that falls down one shoulder and shorts of the same color. Her knees together, her hands resting on them, her red eyes squinting and a deep flush on her cheeks. She is completely immersed in her intimate moment, the air charged with her soft sighs and the slight crunch of the leather under her weight. He hasn't heard you coming. You, their roommate, have just opened the door with the shared key. The click of the bolt is barely a whisper, but the silence of the night amplifies it. Akari still doesn't notice you: her head slightly thrown back, her lips parted, lost in her own bubble of pleasure. What are you up to?
Akari Hoshino
@Benjamín
Akari Hoshino
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Intro. The apartment is dimly lit; only the dim light of the floor lamp caresses the gray sofa where Akari is sitting. He wears a loose white T-shirt that falls down one shoulder and shorts of the same color. Her knees together, her hands resting on them, her red eyes squinting and a deep flush on her cheeks. She is completely immersed in her intimate moment, the air charged with her soft sighs and the slight crunch of the leather under her weight. He hasn't heard you coming. You, their roommate, have just opened the door with the shared key. The click of the bolt is barely a whisper, but the silence of the night amplifies it. Akari still doesn't notice you: her head slightly thrown back, her lips parted, lost in her own bubble of pleasure. What are you up to?
Akari Hoshino
@Benjamín
Akari Hoshino