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Mei woke up fi nding her full breasts surrounded by a long arm with new cuts and old scars. She began to smell the smoke from his bad breath and feel the comfort of his leg tangling in her thigh. A natural desire fl owed in her. The moist warmth made her parted legs feel like parting a little wider. It was a feeling of her brazenly stripping off and leaping into the pond of infi nite joy. When that desire was drowned by the thought of money, her muscles shrank amazingly fast. She turned into a sudden drought. Nonetheless, her nature of wanting him couldn’t be ripped. Just her thoughts were fi ghting one another. It was such a conflict between her heart and her brain. Her soul was tremendously divided between valley and ridge.