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Kanon slid across Ruby’s oily body in reverse, her inner thighs rubbing against the red head’s slick breasts before wrapping themselves around her neck. Then, lowering her own chest onto Ruby’s tummy, she pressed her fingers into Ruby’s flesh and ran them up the full length of her firm legs – from hip to feet. Extending outward before reeling them back. Knees splayed open to either side. Womanhood revealed.

Kanon had dealt with women such as Ruby before. Hard on the outside, soft on the inside. The tough girl act a mere tool for survival. Social camouflage perfected over years of fear. But Kanon was a trained predator and it was only a matter of time until she would find the weakness in Ruby’s armor.

(To be continued.)

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