
The seventh night Diya left herself completely open and ready.
She lay on her back, naked, legs spread wide, knees bent and fallen open. Her cunt was already swollen and glistening. Earlier she had spent a long time with her fingers inside herself, stretching, remembering how thick her father had felt the night before, how deeply he had filled her. She had stopped just before coming, wiped her hand on the sheet, and forced her body into stillness.




















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