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I reached out and took her hand in mine, feeling the warmth of her soft, smooth skin against mine. Her fingers were slender and dexterous, and her nails were painted a deep, rich red. I could see the faint outlines of henna tattoos on her wrists and fingers, a symbol of her heritage.

Her dark hair was pulled back into a messy bun, the stray strands framing her gorgeous face. Her skin was a warm, golden brown, the perfect complement to her bright, almond-colored eyes.

Her clothing was cute yet casual, a thick dark blue off-shoulder sweater that fell just above her waistline, revealing a hint of her midriff. The sleeves were slightly too long, bunching up around her delicate hands. She wore a silver necklace with a small turquoise stone and intricate pattern, another nod to her heritage.

“May I?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. She gave a weak but notable nod, her capturing eyes shining with a hint of shy enjoyment.

I took a step closer, my hand still holding hers. Slowly, I trailed my fingers up her hand into the sweater, tracing the intricate patterns of her henna tattoos. I leaned in and planted a soft kiss on the back of her hand. She let out a quiet, adorable gasp, and I could see the heat rising to her cheeks.

With a gentle tug, I pulled her closer, our bodies now pressed together. I could feel the curves of her body, the subtle contours of her breasts and hips. She tilted her heavily blushing face away, her eyes avoiding my gaze.

“Why won’t you let me see those beautiful eyes?” I whispered into her ear, my lips just brushing against the delicate shell of her earlobe. I could feel her shiver in response, while closely breathing on my shoulder.

As we stood there, lost in each other’s embrace, I couldn’t help but notice her intoxicating scent. It was a heady mixture of jasmine and sandalwood, and it seemed to wrap around me like a warm blanket.

Without another word, I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. Her mouth was soft and pliant, and I could taste the hint of mint on her breath.

I could see the hunger in her eyes, the desire written on her face. I knew that I had found someone special.

With a loving grin, I whispered in her ear, “Come with me, and I’ll show you what real pleasure feels like.” She nodded, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips.

Taking her hand once again, I led her away, my mind filled with erotic imaginations and tantalizing possibilities.

NSFW: yes

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