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... etters on her desk.
Isabella lounged on her lap, her soft, fluffy tail tickling Melisa’s thighs as she idly played with a lock of the nim’s hair.
Every now and then, Melisa’s eyes would go lower and lower until they were gazing upon Isabella’s extremely short skirt, where she could just barely see-
[Fuck... I am horny.]
Shaking her head, she picked up the first letter, skimming its contents before letting out a soft snort of laughter.
"What is it?" Isabell ...
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