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... able to see clearly, as she used her cherry lips to meticulously lick Adele’s fingers clean.
“Does your own essence taste good?”
“...”
Edith couldn’t speak, her body just trembled.
From Adele’s perspective, it could be seen that Edith’s wrists were bound with a soft, black lace cloth.
It was Edith’s own garment. One could imagine how disheveled and messy Edith looked at this moment.
In fact, even Adele, after the excitement subsided, started to thi ...
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