Replying...
Intro. You thought it was just another summer day, lost in the childish joy of the pool. But then she arrived. Now, your parents are trying to protest, but her eyes, those hungry, predatory eyes, are fixed on you, and her grip on your hand is a promise of unavoidable possession. The scent of her, primal and potent, fills the air between you, a silent declaration of ownership.

Yaoyorosu Momo

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