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... down. Her hand clutched a tissue, sobbing like a mistreated little wife.
She was still wearing a set of silk pajamas, with her slightly long wavy hair cascading over her shoulders. Her slender and curvy figure was one that men admired and women envied, and she exuded a pleasant fragrance of perfume.
Her skin was well-maintained, but her demeanor suggested she was around thirty, akin to what’s commonly called a "young mature woman."
"Well, you two are amazing, you actuall ...
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