My dear aunt F.

It was the evening of Christmas Eve, the whole family gathered at the grandparents’ house. There are really all uncles, aunts and cousins, and there is also my aunt F.
She had often been the protagonist of my lustful adolescent dreams, and now even if a few years had passed she certainly did not go unnoticed. Her mature woman appearance, she is forty years old, her long brown hair that falls curled over her shoulders, her plump lips, her green eyes, but above…

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Eroticism

Eroticism

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Dreamer, Speaker, Doer — Writer of erotic short stories.