Premkumar's Unseen Treasure

Premkumar's lens lingers over the girl's curves, her small, firm tits, and the gentle slope of her belly leading to her freshly shaven mound. She's new to this, her hands shaking as she touches herself, running a finger along her slit, gasping at the sensation. The room is filled with the sound of her ragged breathing, the rustle of the sheets, and the soft, wet noises of her fingers exploring her untouched depths.

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