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2024-10-29 19:42:56The car was eerily silent, but Hana didn’t care. David was driving, and her father was seated behind with her. She spent the ride home with her forehead plastered on the window, touching her lips and smiling. She could still feel the heat of his lips on hers. So, that was what an orgasm felt like? She liked orgasms, especially if it was Kyle giving them to her. Maybe they could do it more. Oh, yes. If they married, it would be her right. What would she have to do? For sure she would cook for him. Mama always did that. What if he didn’t love her?
At least he was good to her.
The car stopped in front of their house and Hana raced up the stairs before her father could say a word. Her sister was nowhere to be found as Hana made her way to her room. Instead of going to call Cara, she charged for her bathroom and discarded her panties. Standing in front of the mirror, she pushed a finger into her vagina but felt nothing. Maybe she wasn’t doing i
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