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... , so pale it nearly glowed like fresh snow under the room’s dim light.
She stood there squirming awkwardly, her gaze fixed on the floor, avoiding Elion’s eyes.
The black lace bra clung to her ample chest, the intricate patterns on the fabric swirling over the tiny cups that barely contained her small breasts.
Through the semi-transparent tights wrapping her waist and legs like a second skin, he could make out the matching black lace panties beneath, sheer enough to hint a ...
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