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... eir table, her presence cutting through their conversation. Back on Earth, she would've been considered to be in her 30s or 40s—prime MILF territory.
She wore a simple yet elegant robe, the fabric hugging her curves in a way that suggested experience rather than youthful charisma. Her hair was loosely tied in a ponytail, a few strands falling freely to her pretty face.
"Was the food to your liking, young masters?" she asked, her voice smooth and warm, like honey dripping over a b ...
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