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... put her finger on it.
For no particular reason, she felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't say anything, just lowered her eyes to continue with what she was doing.
Something lightly brushed past her waist from behind, occasionally touching her. It had a steady rhythm, tapping her every now and then.
What exactly was it? Her mind was in a haze. On instinct, she reached back to grab it and throw it aside.
She only managed to pinch the pointed tip, and felt the sof ...
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