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... sh feeling of his slightly rough hair that was completely unlike her own. Although Callis usually pampers her like this, this was the first time Sasha was able to pamper him in return.


(C- Come to think of it, since Mint and Basil are here, Mother-in-law and Laurier might come here and find us like this.)


Although she felt a little regret at this late hour to only now realize that possibility, that feeling slowly went away as she gazed at Callis’ face.


(My Lord, you ...

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