Soft Touch (no Talk)

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In the soft light of the room, I slowly run my fingertips over my skin, starting at my collarbone and gradually working my way down. Each touch is light, almost weightless, as if I were drawing invisible patterns. The warmth of my hands warms my chest, and I feel how every cell of my body responds to this gentle touch. I gently cup my breasts with my palms, feeling their firmness and softness at the same time. Every movement gives me pleasure and gives me a feeling of deep peace and tranquility.

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