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... t disturbed.
The smoldering put him in the middle of the bed, his hands on his neck, resting on the pillow, and then covering him with a quilt.
After doing all this, he did not leave, only obsessively staring at the face, from the dark eyebrows, one inch and one inch down, to the thin lips.
good looking.
His master, his lateness, how can it look so good.
It’s good to see death, so I can see that I’m so soft and my body is hard.
His scalp was slightly num ...
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