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Chapter 15 by Lovelylift Lovelylift

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Julie's habits

Julie was lying on the couch, Smith still wrapped in a wet white towel, lying across her legs. The steam from the bathroom was still wafting out through the half-open bathroom door, but Julie seemed to be just getting warm.

“Aunt Jeonette has a little habit, little one…” Her voice was quiet, but her eyes sparkled mischievously. “Whenever she comes, she has to perform.”

Smith half-opened his eyes, still listless. “Julie… please…”

“Shh!” Julie closed Smith’s lips with a wet finger.

With a quick movement, Julie turned Smith around, loosened the towel a little, slipped her finger under his armpit, and the tickling began again. Smith laughed, cried, struggled, but Julie was stronger as ever.

“Haha… Julie… no…”

“: **Auntie Juni’s tight hug**!” One of those same habits, Julie hugged Smith tightly, wrapping her legs around his waist, like a big bear. Smith was stuck in the towel, unable to move.

“ **Full undress**!” Another habit

Julie untied the towel with a quick tug, Smith was naked again, embarrassed, holding his hands in front of him. Julie laughed, “Auntie Juni’s kids are always clean!”

“ **Playing with a little toy**!” Another habit Julie reached down, took Smith’s penis, played with it gently with her fingers, not for pleasure, but for control. Smith begged: “Julie… no…”

But Julie just laughed, accelerating her movements, until Smith trembled again, satisfied, but Julie didn’t let go, a second, third masturbation… until Smith just cried.

“P: **Kiss Auntie Jun’s feet**!” Julie raised her feet, held her toes in front of Smith’s mouth. “Kiss! A kiss for each toe!” One of those habits Smith hated

Smith kissed her toes one by one with tears, Julie laughed with each kiss, wiggling her foot, as if she were winning a prize.

Julie wrapped Smith in the towel again, held him in her arms, and carried him to the couch. “Go to sleep now, little one. The next protocol starts after the afternoon nap.”

Smith was in Julie’s arms, naked, wet, tired, just closing his eyes.

This was Julie's habit, every time she came, **joking, teasing, forceful hugging, stripping, playing with the penis, kissing the feet**, and Smith, as always, could only endure it… until Juliet, or someone else, returned.

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