Viewing the local antiquities

I woke. 
The blinds were gauzy. Lan always drew them, saying "Someone can: see." I lay on my back. She was curled on her side with her back to me. The covers were tangled down at our feet. It was August and already hot. I reached round and found her twat already sopping.



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