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Makoto's Love Chronicles #2: Kotoko Utsugi

(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕)(人◕ω◕) So I learned some lessons after the Sayaka one. That being to let things cook a bit before rushing into things. Seeing sensei @plaindangan work has inspired me to work harder on my end. So there will be juicy smut but towards the middle and end of the story. There will be a disclaimer.

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It was a brisk evening when Kotoko extended an invitation to Makoto, a glimmer of excitement dancing in her eyes. "Hey, Makoto, would you like to come to the theater set with me tonight? I have a surprise for you," she chirped, her voice carrying a hint of mystery.

Makoto's heart skipped a beat as he listened to Kotoko's invitation, his curiosity instantly piqued by the promise of a surprise. "Oh, really? A surprise? I'd love to come, Kotoko," he replied with an eager smile, his mind racing with anticipation.

As they walked side by side, Makoto couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement building within him. "So, um, what's the surprise about? You're being kinda mysterious, Kotoko," he ventured, his tone laced with playful curiosity.

Kotoko chuckled softly, a mischievous glint dancing in her eyes as she glanced at Makoto. "Ah, you'll just have to wait and see, Makoto. Trust me, it'll be worth it," she teased, her voice tinged with excitement.

Unable to contain his curiosity any longer, Makoto pressed further, his gaze fixed on Kotoko's radiant smile. "But can you give me a hint at least? I'm dying of suspense here," he joked, his playful tone belying the eagerness in his eyes.

Kotoko's laughter bubbled forth like a melody, her playful demeanor infusing the evening air with a sense of warmth and intimacy. "Oh, Makoto, where's the fun in giving away all my secrets? It wouldn't be a surprise if I spilled the beans now, would it?" she teased, her voice laced with a hint of mischief as she glanced at him from the corner of her eye.

Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, his heart fluttering at the playful banter between them. "I suppose you're right, Kotoko. But you know, your mysterious ways only make me more intrigued," he admitted, his gaze meeting hers with a mixture of admiration and affection.

With a playful twirl, Kotoko closed the distance between them, her hand brushing against Makoto's arm in a gesture that sent shivers down his spine. "Oh, Makoto, you always know just what to say to make a girl feel special," she murmured, her voice tinged with a hint of flirtation as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against his ear.

Makoto's heart raced at the proximity, his senses overwhelmed by the sweet scent of Kotoko's perfume and the softness of her touch. "I-I...uh...well, I just...you know..." he stammered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment as he struggled to find the right words amidst the whirlwind of emotions coursing through him.

Kotoko couldn't help but giggle at Makoto's flustered reaction, her eyes twinkling with amusement as she gently placed a finger against his lips. "Oh, Makoto, you're too cute when you're flustered. But don't worry, I'll let you off the hook...for now," she teased, her playful tone sending a ripple of warmth through Makoto's being.

As they stepped onto the theater set, Makoto couldn't help but marvel at the intricacy of the stage, each prop and backdrop a testament to the craftsmanship of the theater. "Wow, this place is amazing, Kotoko. I had no idea you were involved in such a big production," he exclaimed, his eyes wide with wonder as he took in the grandeur before him.

Kotoko beamed with pride at Makoto's admiration, her heart swelling with affection for the boy by her side. "I'm glad you like it, Makoto. And actually, there's something I wanted to talk to you about," she said, her voice taking on a more serious tone as she led him to a secluded corner of the stage.

Makoto's brow furrowed with concern as he noticed the change in Kotoko's demeanor. "Is everything okay, Kotoko? Did something happen?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern for her well-being.

With a reassuring smile, Kotoko reached out and took Makoto's hands in hers, her gaze locking with his in a moment of shared vulnerability. "Everything's fine, Makoto. It's just...I have a proposition for you, and I hope you'll hear me out," she began, her words laced with sincerity as she prepared to unveil her plan.

Makoto's heart skipped a beat at the mention of a proposition, his mind racing with possibilities as he awaited Kotoko's explanation. "Of course, Kotoko. I'm all ears. What is it?" he replied, his voice tinged with curiosity and apprehension.

Taking a deep breath, Kotoko steadied herself before revealing her plan to Makoto. "Well, you see, Makoto, I've been cast as the lead in this production, and I couldn't help but think that you would be perfect for the role of the second lead and my main love interest," she explained, her eyes shining with determination as she laid out her vision.

Makoto's eyes widened in astonishment at Kotoko's proposal, his mind reeling with disbelief at the idea of taking on such a pivotal role in the play. "Me? But I-I don't know the first thing about acting, Kotoko. I wouldn't even know where to begin," he confessed, his voice tinged with uncertainty and self-doubt.

Kotoko placed a gentle hand on Makoto's shoulder, her touch a comforting presence amidst his inner turmoil. "I know it's a lot to ask, Makoto. But I truly believe in you. And besides, I've already pulled some strings to make it happen. With a little bit of practice, I know you'll be amazing," she reassured him, her voice filled with unwavering confidence in his abilities.

Makoto's heart swelled with gratitude at Kotoko's unwavering faith in him, his doubts melting away in the warmth of her encouragement. "Okay, Kotoko. If you believe in me, then I'll give it my all. I won't let you down," he vowed, his determination shining through.

A delicate blush painted Kotoko's cheeks as Makoto expressed his willingness to take on the role, her heart swelling with admiration for the boy who stood before her. "Makoto, you have no idea how much it means to me that you're willing to do this. You're truly one of a kind," she gushed, her voice filled with genuine affection as she gazed at him with adoration.

Makoto couldn't help but feel a rush of warmth spread through him at Kotoko's words, her genuine praise lifting his spirits in a way he never thought possible. "Th-Thank you, Kotoko. I-I'm just happy to be able to help," he stammered, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment at the intensity of his emotions.

Caught up in the moment, Kotoko took a step closer to Makoto, her hand reaching out to gently brush against his cheek. "You know, Makoto, it's moments like these that make me realize just how special you are. Your kindness, your humility...it's all so incredibly endearing," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper as she leaned in closer, her breath mingling with his in a sweet symphony of shared emotions.

Makoto's heart pounded in his chest at the closeness between them, his breath catching in his throat as he met Kotoko's gaze with a mixture of awe and wonder. "Kotoko, I...I don't know what to say," he murmured, his voice tinged with a vulnerability he had never dared to show before.

With a tender smile, Kotoko cupped Makoto's cheek in her hand, her touch gentle yet firm as she leaned in to press a soft kiss against his lips.

Kotoko's cheeks burned crimson as she felt the heat of Makoto's gaze upon her, her own heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness. "M-Makoto, there's something... important we need to discuss," she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper as she took a deep breath to steady herself.

Makoto's eyes widened in surprise at Kotoko's sudden change in demeanor, his mind racing with a million thoughts as he tried to comprehend the gravity of her words. "What is it, Kotoko? Is everything okay?" he asked, his voice tinged with concern as he reached out to gently grasp her hand.

With a shaky breath, Kotoko mustered the courage to speak her truth, her words filled with a raw honesty that sent a shiver down Makoto's spine. "Makoto, I think it's time we... embrace the method acting approach," she confessed, her voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and vulnerability.

Makoto's heart skipped a beat at Kotoko's suggestion, his mind reeling with the implications of what she was proposing. "Method acting? But Kotoko, we barely know where to begin," he exclaimed, his voice tinged with uncertainty as he searched her eyes for guidance.

With a determined glint in her eyes, Kotoko took a step closer to Makoto, her hand tracing a delicate path along his jawline as she met his gaze with unwavering resolve. "Then let's skip the basics and dive right into the heart of the matter," she declared, her voice filled with a newfound confidence as she slowly began to unbutton her top.

Disclaimer: 18+ story! If you're underage or it's not to your preference don't read!

Makoto's breath caught in his throat as he watched in awe, his cheeks flushing crimson as he beheld the sight before him. Kotoko's ample bosom was revealed beneath the fabric of her bra, adorned with playful strawberry patterns that only served to accentuate her allure.

Without a word, Kotoko closed the gap between them, capturing Makoto's lips in a fervent kiss that sent sparks flying through the air.

Their mouths moved in perfect harmony, tongues dancing in a passionate tango of desire as Makoto's hands instinctively found their way to Kotoko's ample breasts. With a soft moan of pleasure, Kotoko pressed herself against him, her body arching into his touch as he teased and caressed her sensitive flesh with expert precision.

"Makoto," she gasped between kisses, her voice a breathless melody of desire and longing. "You... you know just how to touch me. It feels... incredible," she whispered, her words punctuated by soft moans of ecstasy as Makoto's fingers worked their magic, eliciting waves of pleasure that coursed through her body like wildfire.

With each caress, each gentle squeeze, Makoto felt a surge of confidence wash over him, his own desire fueling his actions as he reveled in the intoxicating sensation of Kotoko's soft curves beneath his fingertips.

With a gasp of anticipation, Kotoko's eyes widened as she felt Makoto's fingers trailing along the curve of her thigh, his touch sending shivers of delight cascading through her body. "M-Makoto," she whimpered, her voice trembling with desire as she guided his hand beneath the hem of her skirt.

As Makoto's fingers brushed against the fabric of her panties, Kotoko let out a soft moan of pleasure, her body quivering with anticipation as he began to tease and explore her most intimate of places. "Oh, yes, Makoto... just like that," she purred, her voice dripping with lust as she urged him on, her hips arching into his touch in search of greater pleasure.

With each gentle stroke, Kotoko felt herself teetering on the edge of ecstasy, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the pleasure coursing through her veins. "More, Makoto... I need more," she moaned, her voice growing increasingly desperate as she surrendered herself to the waves of passion crashing over her.

And as Makoto's fingers danced over her sensitive flesh, expertly tracing circles of desire against her most intimate of places, Kotoko felt herself spiraling into a vortex of pleasure unlike anything she had ever experienced before. "Yes, yes, yes!" she cried out, her voice rising to a crescendo of ecstasy as she succumbed to the intoxicating allure of Makoto's touch.

With each delicate caress, she felt herself unraveling, her senses engulfed in a whirlwind of pleasure as Makoto's skilled fingers traced intricate patterns of desire against her slick folds.

Kotoko let out a low, guttural moan as Makoto's fingers found their mark, the sensation sending shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through her body. Her pussy throbbed with need, pulsing in time with the rhythm of Makoto's ministrations as he delved deeper, his touch growing bolder with each passing moment.

As Makoto's fingers danced over her swollen clit, Kotoko's breath hitched in her chest, her body trembling with the impending release that lay just beyond her grasp. "Oh, Makoto," she whimpered, her voice thick with desire as she surrendered herself to the pleasure coursing through her veins.

With each stroke, each tantalizing caress, Kotoko felt herself teetering on the edge of oblivion, her senses ablaze with the raw intensity of her desire. Her pussy clenched around Makoto's fingers, the walls of her innermost sanctum pulsating with an insatiable hunger as she chased the elusive climax that danced just out of reach.

As Makoto's fingers continued their relentless assault on her throbbing clit, Kotoko's body quivered with anticipation, her breath hitching in her chest as she felt the tension building to an unbearable crescendo. "Oh, Makoto, yes! Keep going, just like that," she gasped, her voice a husky melody of desire as she surrendered herself to the intoxicating pleasure coursing through her veins.

But it wasn't enough. Kotoko needed more, craved more, and she knew exactly what would send her careening over the edge into the abyss of ecstasy. With a desperate urgency, she reached out to Makoto, pulling him closer until his lips were pressed against her aching breasts, his tongue flicking across her taut nipples with a hunger that matched her own.

"Oh, God, yes!" she cried out, her voice a symphony of ecstasy as Makoto's lips wrapped around her sensitive flesh, his mouth sucking and nipping at her with a fervor that drove her wild with desire. The dual sensation of his mouth on her breasts and his fingers buried deep within her sent shockwaves of pleasure radiating through her body, pushing her closer and closer to the brink of release.

With a final, desperate cry, Kotoko's body convulsed with the force of her climax, her back arching off the ground as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her like a tidal wave. "Fuck, Makoto! I'm cumming!" she screamed, her voice echoing through the empty theater as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming pleasure consuming her.

In the hazy aftermath of her climax, Kotoko's breath came in ragged gasps as she basked in the euphoria of her release, her body still tingling with the remnants of pleasure that lingered in the air. With a contented sigh, she turned her gaze to Makoto, her eyes alight with adoration as she praised him for his skillful ministrations.

Her pussy throbbed with the intensity of her orgasm, clenching and releasing around Makoto's fingers in a rhythm of its own as she rode out the storm of her release with abandon.

"Oh, Makoto," she murmured, her voice a soft whisper of affection as she reached out to caress his cheek. "You were amazing. I've never felt anything like that before."

Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue at Kotoko's praise, his heart swelling with pride at having brought her such intense pleasure. "I-I'm just glad I could make you happy, Kotoko," he replied, his voice filled with genuine warmth as he leaned in to capture her lips in a tender kiss.

But Kotoko wasn't finished yet. With a mischievous twinkle in her eye, she gently pushed Makoto back until he was sitting on the edge of the stage, his pants growing tight with anticipation as she straddled his lap.

With a playful grin, Kotoko reached down to unzip Makoto's pants, her fingers trembling with excitement as she freed his throbbing erection from its confines. "Now it's my turn to make you feel good, darling," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction as she positioned herself above him.

As Makoto sat there, his heart pounding with anticipation, he couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight before him. With each passing moment, his desire grew more intense as he watched Kotoko's eager pussy hovering tantalizingly above his throbbing cock, her arousal evident in the glistening wetness that coated her delicate folds.

Kotoko's breath hitched in her chest as she positioned herself above him, her eyes blazing with a fierce desire as she savored the anticipation of what was to come. With a playful grin, she teased him mercilessly, her fingers trailing teasingly along the length of his shaft as she deliberately avoided making contact with his aching member.

"Makoto," she whispered, her voice a sultry purr as she leaned in close, her lips brushing against his ear in a tantalizing caress. "Do you want me to take you inside me? To feel you filling me up completely?"

Makoto's entire body trembled with need at her words, his cock straining against his pants in desperate longing for her touch. "Y-Yes, Kotoko," he replied, his voice thick with desire as he reached out to grasp her hips, urging her closer with an urgency that bordered on desperation.

But to his frustration, Kotoko pulled back, a wicked glint in her eyes as she continued to tease him mercilessly. "Not yet, Makoto," she teased, her voice dripping with seduction as she hovered just out of reach, her arousal evident in the way her pussy throbbed with need, begging to be filled by his hard cock.

Kotoko's eyes widened in surprise as Makoto, unable to resist the maddening allure of her eager pussy any longer, thrust upwards into her snatch with a primal urgency that took her breath away. A guttural moan of pleasure tore from her lips as she felt him fill her to the hilt, his cock stretching her walls in delicious ecstasy.

"Makoto!" she cried out, her voice a symphony of pleasure and desire as she surrendered herself completely to the overwhelming sensation of being filled by him. Her body rocked with each powerful thrust, her voluptuous curves bouncing happily on his cock as she rode the waves of pleasure that crashed over her in relentless waves.

As Makoto's primal thrusts continued, Kotoko's world narrowed down to the pulsating rhythm of their bodies entwined in a passionate dance of desire. With each powerful thrust, she felt her inner walls stretching and clenching around his cock, molding themselves perfectly to the shape of his hardness as if they were made for each other. The sensation was intoxicating, sending waves of pleasure cascading through her in an endless loop of ecstasy.

With each stroke, each delicious plunge into the depths of her core, Kotoko felt herself spiraling closer and closer to the brink of oblivion, her senses consumed by the heady rush of desire that coursed through her veins. Her pussy clenched around Makoto's cock with a desperate hunger, milking him for all he was worth as she chased the elusive release that danced just out of reach.

"Mmm, Makoto," she moaned, her voice a sultry whisper as she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a fiery passion that mirrored his own. "You feel so good inside me, filling me up completely. I never want this to end."

Makoto's breath hitched in his throat at her words, his movements becoming even more fervent as he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming pleasure of their union. With each thrust, he felt himself sinking deeper and deeper into the depths of her warmth, his cock pulsating with need as he chased the elusive climax that danced just out of reach.

But Kotoko was not one to wait for pleasure to come to her. With a boldness born of desire, she reached out to grasp Makoto's hips, urging him on with a hunger that bordered on desperation. "Harder, Makoto," she gasped, her voice thick with desire as she met his every thrust with an eager hunger of her own. "I want to feel you deep inside me, pounding me into oblivion until we both can't take it anymore."

As Makoto's powerful thrusts continued to rock her world, Kotoko was engulfed in a whirlwind of sensation unlike anything she had ever experienced before. His cock, hard and pulsating, filled her to the brim, stretching her inner walls in a deliciously agonizing ecstasy that sent waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Each movement, each plunge into the depths of her core, ignited a fire within her, consuming her in a blaze of passion and desire.

His cock felt like a perfect fit for her, each ridge and vein sending sparks of pleasure shooting through her nerves. With each thrust, she felt herself being pushed to the brink of oblivion, her senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of their connection. It was as if they were two halves of the same whole, coming together in a union that transcended mere physicality and touched the very depths of her soul.

But amidst the heady rush of pleasure, Kotoko's thoughts turned to a desire of a different kind. With a fierce urgency, she pleaded with Makoto to give her what she craved most, to mark her as his in the most intimate way possible. "Makoto," she gasped, her voice thick with desire as she met his gaze with unwavering determination. "I want you to cum inside me. I want to feel you fill me up completely, to know that we will have created something beautiful together!"

She knew the risks, knew that their actions could have consequences far beyond their control. But in that moment, none of it mattered. All she cared about was the overwhelming need to feel Makoto's seed flooding her womb, to know that they had shared a moment of intimacy that transcended the physical.

As Makoto's arousal reached its peak, he could feel the pressure building deep within his loins, a relentless surge of desire that threatened to consume him whole. With each powerful thrust, he felt his cock throbbing with an intensity that bordered on painful, his balls aching with the desperate need for release.

And then, with a primal roar of pleasure, it happened. Makoto surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming ecstasy of the moment, his cock pulsating with need as he released a massive load deep inside Kotoko's waiting womb. It was as if time itself stood still as he felt his hot seed flooding her, filling her to the brim with his essence in an explosion of raw, unbridled passion.

For Makoto, the sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if every nerve in his body was on fire, every muscle tensed with the sheer intensity of his release. He could feel his balls emptying into her, each pulse of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through his veins as he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming pleasure of their union.

And as he looked into Kotoko's eyes, he could see the same fiery passion reflected back at him, her desire burning as brightly as his own. With a primal urgency, she pleaded with him to fulfill her deepest desires, to mark her as his in the most intimate way possible. "Makoto," she cried out, her voice thick with desire as she met his gaze with unwavering determination. "I want you to knock me up. I want to feel your seed filling me, to know that we've created something beautiful together."

And in that moment, as their bodies merged in a frenzy of passion and desire, Makoto knew that he had found his true soulmate. With a final, desperate cry of pleasure, he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming sensation of their union, his cock pulsating with need as he released a massive load deep inside Kotoko's waiting womb.

As the waves of pleasure began to subside, Kotoko and Makoto found themselves tangled in a blissful embrace, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their passion. With a contented sigh, Kotoko nestled herself against Makoto's chest, her heart fluttering with the warmth of their shared intimacy.

But as they lay there, basking in the glow of their love, a small pool of cum began to form beneath them, evidence of their wild abandon on the stage. With a soft gasp, Kotoko glanced down, her cheeks flushing crimson as she realized what had happened.

"Oh, Makoto," she murmured, her voice thick with embarrassment as she met his gaze with a sheepish smile. "I-I guess we got a little carried away, huh?"

Makoto's cheeks flushed with a rosy hue as well, but he couldn't help but chuckle at the sight before them. "I guess we did," he replied, his voice filled with warmth as he reached out to gently brush a stray strand of hair from Kotoko's face. "But I wouldn't have it any other way."

With a mischievous glint in her eyes, Kotoko straddled Makoto's chest, her ample breasts hovering tantalizingly above him. With a playful smirk, she reached down to grasp his throbbing cock between her luscious mounds, the soft flesh enveloping him in a tight embrace.

"Makoto," she purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she began to move her breasts up and down his shaft in a slow, sensual rhythm. "Did you know that I arguably have the largest tits in our class? And of course, they're much bigger than Junko's. I mean, just look at them."

Makoto's cheeks flushed crimson at her bold proclamation, his heart racing with excitement as he watched her breasts bounce and jiggle with each movement. He couldn't help but feel a surge of arousal coursing through him at the sight before him, his cock throbbing with need as she serviced him with her ample assets.

As Kotoko continued her titjob, Makoto's cock was slick and coated with a mixture of her pussy juices and his own cum, adding to the already intense sensations coursing through him. With each stroke, the friction between her breasts and his shaft was heightened, sending bolts of pleasure shooting through his entire being.

"Makoto," Kotoko moaned, her voice husky with desire as she gazed into his eyes, her own filled with a hunger that matched his own. "Do you like the way my tits feel wrapped around your cock? Do you like how they glide up and down, slick with our juices?"

Her words sent a shiver down Makoto's spine, his breath hitching in his throat as he struggled to form a coherent response amidst the overwhelming pleasure. "Y-Yes, Kotoko," he managed to gasp out, his voice thick with desire. "Your tits feel amazing, so warm and soft against my cock."

With each stroke, Kotoko's movements grew more frantic, her breasts bouncing and jiggling with each motion as she drove him closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy. She could feel the tension building within him, could sense his impending release just on the horizon, and she reveled in the power she held over him.

As Kotoko continued to pleasure Makoto with her breasts, a devilish grin spread across her lips, her eyes smoldering with lust as she reveled in the control she had over him.

"Mmm, Makoto," she purred, her voice dripping with desire as she leaned in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "I want you to cum all over my tits. I want to feel your hot, sticky load covering me, marking me as yours."

Her words sent a surge of arousal coursing through Makoto's veins, his cock twitching with anticipation at her lewd suggestion. "K-Kotoko," he gasped, his voice thick with desire. "I-I'm close. I don't know if I can hold on much longer."

But Kotoko wasn't about to let him off the hook that easily. With a playful giggle, she redoubled her efforts, her breasts moving up and down his shaft with a renewed fervor. "That's it, Makoto," she teased, her voice husky with desire. "Let go for me. I want to see you explode all over me, to feel your cum coating my tits."

As Makoto reached the peak of his ecstasy, he felt a surge of pleasure unlike anything he had ever experienced before. With a primal roar of pleasure, he surrendered himself completely to the overwhelming sensation of release, his cock pulsating with need as he unleashed a torrent of hot, sticky cum all over Kotoko's waiting breasts.

For a moment, everything seemed to blur together in a haze of pleasure and desire. Makoto couldn't even see his own cock buried between Kotoko's massive breasts, but he could feel the intense pleasure coursing through him as he watched his seed coat her soft, warm flesh.

Meanwhile, Kotoko moaned with delight as she felt Makoto's hot cum splatter across her ample bosom, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure racing through her entire body. She could feel his seed coating her skin, marking her as his in the most intimate way possible, and she reveled in the sensation of being claimed by the one she loved.

But as the last drops of cum dripped from Makoto's cock, Kotoko's attention turned to the task at hand. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leaned in closer, her tongue darting out to lick up every last drop of his seed from her breasts. With each lick, each sensual stroke of her tongue, she could taste the salty sweetness of his essence, savoring the intimacy of the moment as she cleaned him off with her mouth.

And as she finished her task, she looked up at Makoto with a wicked grin, her lips glistening with his cum. "Mmm, you taste so good, Makoto," she purred, her voice thick with desire.

And as they lost themselves in the dizzying whirlwind of their love, they knew that this was just the beginning of a journey filled with endless ecstasy and fulfillment, with Makoto by her side every step of the way.

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