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Sora was kissing a girl. She was so pretty, but also pretty… “Sad”.
Her hair was styled in a similar way to Sora's and was of the same length. There were a few differences, obviously.
The other girl's hair was brown and a little curly.
She was dressed in a partially undone maid uniform.
They continued kissing and taking each other clothes until they were fully naked.
Sora wanted to call her by her name, but something was glitching with every attempt and she finally gave up. It didn't seem that the other girl was bothered by it.
Her partner's expression was rather of “I see” instead of if she took it as some sort of offense. Like if she knew the situation.
Sora lay down the bed and opened her legs for her, but she didn't go directly to her pussy.
Instead, she began with kissing her neck what sent signals to her already wet vulva and made her clit tickling.
They were caressing each other's bodies while the brown haired girl was moving down.
It was both surprising and not for Sora to see that their breasts were identical. There was another spot that was in the same state… She had no memory of it.
Not like there was something she remembered of.
And it wasn't really playing any role at that moment.
Sora could feel the other woman kissing her pussy and then opening it to get a better access to her clit. She moaned when the girl licked her and then sucked on her clit.
“That's so good…”
She held her hair in a loose ponytail to avoid it getting dirty. It wouldn't be fun to go to the bathroom right after having sex.
Sora got up a while before the daytime announcement. The blanket was on the floor and her hands were occupied by playing with her pussy.
She had no idea what was going on as her hands were doing it on their own, like if there was someone else in her body.
And she could sense some warmth like there really was one more person that was taking care of her.
She got a strong, satisfying orgasm that was followed by a feeling of being kissed.
She could briefly see a figure of someone and that person was so… Familiar to her.
She went to take a shower and when she was about to put her clothes on, she froze.
There was nobody else beside her, but she felt like someone did hug her and held her firmly. That warmth again… It was so comforting.
She had no courage to ask questions about it, though.
