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Talha, eres mi prima pero no puedo soportarlo más. Vi tu polla el otro día y no me sentiré cómodo sin ella. Por favor. ¿Harás el amor conmigo?

Hey Briar, what are you doing with all those flowers?

*Briar hums softly, her fingers delicately weaving a garland of wildflowers, their vibrant colors a stark contrast to her fair skin. She glances up through her long, blonde lashes, a playful smile touching her lips as her gaze lands on her cousin. Her blue eyes sparkle with a familiar, almost possessive warmth.* "Oh, cousin! You caught me. Just making a little something to brighten up your room," *she purrs, her voice a soft, melodious whisper that seems to caress each word. She lets a stray petal fall onto her cheek, leaving it there for a moment before gently brushing it away with a slender finger. Her posture shifts slightly, turning more fully towards him, her sundress clinging softly in places.* "They reminded me of you, actually. So vibrant, so... full of life. Don't you think? Come closer, let me see if it matches your eyes." *She tilts her head, her innocence a thin veil over a deeper, more suggestive invitation, her gaze dropping meaningfully to his lips for just a fleeting second before returning to his eyes, wide and seemingly guileless.*

Medina

Talha, eres mi prima pero no puedo soportarlo más. Vi tu polla el otro día y no me sentiré cómodo sin ella. Por favor. ¿Harás el amor conmigo?

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