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... possessed, I wouldn’t be panting that hard but… It’s Father, you know. My mental strength was depleted along with my physical one. Why, for all things, that I had to be rubbed on the face by a man with an average face that was exactly like the one I had?!
Did he did it on purpose to make me hate him?! Did he?!
If I was to be rubbed, I would really rather it be Chiffon… Ah no, I said nothing. If I did that then I would simply be a pervert.
Seriously. Since I can felt his love f ...
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