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... red, and his two small hands pressed against his strong chest to push him hard, and the two changed positions.
He was down, and she was lying in his broad arms.
Her weak, boneless hand ran across his raised male throat, his lean six pack abs, and then all the way down ...
...
Half an hour later, Tang Moer was standing in front of the washstand and washing her hands. Her soft little face was covered with intoxicating blush, and her breathing was still trembling.
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