Overview： Whenever I came home from school feeling down,my stepmother would always hug me tenderly. Whether I had a fight with a friend or got dumped by the boy I liked,when my stepmother hugged me I could forget all the bad things. Or so I thought,but... it seems I was mistaken,and it seemed it wasn't my stepmother's kindness that healed me,but her big breasts. My head was filled with thoughts of my stepmother's breasts. Ahh... I want to rub them... I want to lick them... I can't get buried in them...
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