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In a lonely room, a sultry soldier’s wife gazes at her reflection, admiring her round, firm breasts. She runs her fingers over her skin, imagining her husband’s rough touch that she longs for. Her nipples harden as she remembers his passionate kisses. Standing by the window, she looks at the setting sun, missing her partner intensely. Her hands roam her body, teasing her curves. A gentle breeze lifts her hair, reminding her of his breath on her neck. She cups her breasts, squeezing them softly, wishing for her husband’s strong hands. Her nerves dance with anticipation, longing for his return and the intimate moments they’ll share when he comes home from war.
