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She returned from her walk in the forest, drenched in sweat. Her gray leggings were digging into her ass and crotch so tightly that her plump lips had long since clung together. It was already wet and warm beneath the fabric, her secretions soaking the seam and beginning to smell—sweet and sour, thick, feminine.nIn her room, she immediately pulled off her blue T-shirt. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples already hard. Then she grabbed the waistband of her leggings. She pulled them down, and her round ass spilled out. Her lips remained stuck together, glistening with sweat and juice, dark pink, slightly swollen. When she bent over to kick the leggings off, the slit opened slightly, and the smell hit her even harder—the forest air mixed with her secretions.nShe was left naked, bent over, her butt in the air. Her plump lips weren't just stuck together anymore—they were wet and sticky, with a thin thread stretching between them. It smelled so bad you wanted to bury your face in there and lick off everything she'd picked up in the forest.
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