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On hands and knees, she crawls across the floor, through the shadows, toward light illuminating his lap. It is her goal and allows her to keenly focus. Every movement forward leaves behind a layer of tension, stress, the illusions of the world, like walking down stone steps into a cave deep underground. Static noise in her head lessens. Light becomes softer, less harsh. She feels the strong rhythm of her heart as anticipation grows. Her tight panties stretch against her ass and crotch with each movement, rubbing across sensitive skin in preparation for more. She crawls slowly; there is no rush… 阅读更多内容

When Amy walked into the room, everything changed, just like every other time in the last year. You'd think I'd be used to it by now, but each time is fresh, new, a surprise. Light seems brighter, lines seem sharper, everything is more clear. There is a very subtle vibration in the air, an expectation of something magical about to occur. The first time she walked into my office I sensed it, but it was covered over by a thick layer of sullen, late teens pissed off at the world facade. She had recently moved to a small town with Mom and was overshadowed by a popular older sister. A very confusi… 阅读更多内容