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... knew his identity; her needs were not small.
His lips were like the gentlest spring breeze, gently brushing past her tender lips, inducing a barely noticeable shiver.
Then, that gentle touch slowly moved upwards, sliding over her elegant nose, as if a dewdrop in the morning light softly kissed a petal, delicate and pure.
Next, his gaze transformed into the gentlest caress, silently conveying a thousand words through the light touch of his lips on her eyelids, causing her ...
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