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... fingers and palm. The mere size and firmness of a man's sex, already exciting on its own, seemed ready to burst through the fabric of his pants.
Especially since it was Woojin's. Haewon recalled those deep, painting-like eyes. The well-defined bridge of his nose, the philtrum beneath, the soft, damp lips, and the firm, resolute chin.
As soon as Woojin felt Haewon's touch, he knelt down as if kicked in the shin, releasing a peculiar breath. Haewon remembered that moment. He wanted ...
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