LUNA
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I jerked off the bed as soon as I remembered I hadn’t locked the door.
After locking the door, I was about to lie on the bed when I remembered it would be better to do this naked.
Although I knew nobody could see me, there was still something thrilling about being naked and exposed like this.
I imagined Uncle Stephan was watching and it made my clit pulse.
My fingers found their way to strap off my gown and in a teasing manner, I shrugged it off.
Whispering down my skin, the gown pools at my feet. I stepped past it and lay on the bed.
I didn’t want to rush into it. I wanted to take my time, to savor the feel of my fingertips tracing my chest, hovering the top of my cleavages.
I wouldn’t say my breast was big like my mother. But it was an average size—a handful. It was
