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Waking Him Up
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2024-10-31 13:38:08"Abi."
Once more. Moreau tightened the touch on her stepfather's upper arm. Slightly pressing the fingertips, giving pain, so that the man would wake up and realize. However, it took several details of effort to drag Abihirt out of the ensnaring nightmare. She thinned her lips. It was a little difficult to ensure a closer look when the back of the sofa limited the remaining space between them. It had to be by getting out of the way. That's what Moreau did when she finally half bent down and smothered Abihirt's lips there. She didn't want her stepfather to make any more significant noise and wake everyone up. Perhaps she felt wrong for doing so. There was no choice. Her bright blue irises were glued to a face that looked confused. Abihirt was sweating badly, and immediately pushed Moreau's hand away, while the man's lips parted to snatch a breath while still sounding excited. "What are you doing here?" Abihirt asked after a few moments of calm. Moreau did no
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