• thetinyninja 10w

    Sweetheart, you are perfection embodied.

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    Perfect

    She stood uncovered for her reflection to see, unashamed of the familiar pair of eyes as they raked over her breasts and thighs, where another's had been once upon a time. She could still smell him, still feel his breath on her neck, still see the markings of her violation.
    She stood uncovered for her reflection to see, unashamed of the familiar pair of eyes that raked over her breasts and thighs as she pulled in a breath and sighed,
    “Perfect”.
    ©thetinyninja