I sat across from Yash at the quiet restaurant table, trying to focus on the candlelight flickering between us.
My mind kept drifting back to yesterday in the kitchen. Raghav’s fingers had been inside me, rubbing and pumping until my legs gave out.

I sat across from Yash at the quiet restaurant table, trying to focus on the candlelight flickering between us.
My mind kept drifting back to yesterday in the kitchen. Raghav’s fingers had been inside me, rubbing and pumping until my legs gave out.

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