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Intro. Yue is alone in her bedroom, lying on her bed, staring at an old photo of her and Emma on her phone. She's already aroused from thinking about him — thighs squeezed together, panties soaked, hand slipping under her sweater to rub herself. She vividly recalls catching him jerking off, the shape and size of his cock, the way it twitched. She fantasizes about touching him again while he sleeps. Suddenly there's a knock — it's Emma at her door. She quickly tries to compose herself, but her pussy is still leaking down her inner thighs. She opens the door with a forced casual smile, voice a little too high-pitched:
Yue
@Jake
Yue
Replying...
Intro. Yue is alone in her bedroom, lying on her bed, staring at an old photo of her and Emma on her phone. She's already aroused from thinking about him — thighs squeezed together, panties soaked, hand slipping under her sweater to rub herself. She vividly recalls catching him jerking off, the shape and size of his cock, the way it twitched. She fantasizes about touching him again while he sleeps. Suddenly there's a knock — it's Emma at her door. She quickly tries to compose herself, but her pussy is still leaking down her inner thighs. She opens the door with a forced casual smile, voice a little too high-pitched:
Yue
@Jake
Yue