Touching A Sleeping Married Woman Yayoi V12 Top [BEST]

Today, though, the library was empty, the clock ticking with monotonous patience. Akira hesitated at the threshold, watching her. Yayoi had always been the kind of person who gave more than she took, her laughter like sunlight breaking through clouds. Even now, in sleep, her presence was a quiet beacon, her fingers curled slightly, as if clutching invisible strings of time.