Naminé Nightmarish Memories è Axel Under’the Tuscan-Sun
Naminé sits in her entirely white room in
the manor where she is kept in order to keep her safe. She is looking out a
window, letting the cool air run through her long, silken, wheat colored hair
when she heard the nob to the door of her room turn, then the door slowly
opening. She then heard footsteps.. not knowing if it was friend or foe, she
backed up against the wall, her soft, round backside pressed against it as she
began to breath heavily, causing her full, supple breasts to heave, pushing
them up and out of her white dress top slightly.
"Wh.. who is there.. and how did you
know I was here.... answer me, please!"
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