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... er, like a poached egg, softly brushing against his calf, allowing Lu Jin’an to distinctly feel the slippery, delicate beauty of her arch, her alluring curves, and her tender, rounded heel.
They were like soft-boiled goose eggs, oozing tenderness.
The Senior Sister’s silky feet were white and slender, like translucent fine porcelain, tender beyond compare, with a trace of coolness, more refreshing than ice cream in the hot summer, and more smooth and delicate.
Meanwhile, ...
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