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... take them, Aoshi... they’re all yours,» Eliss whispers — her face contorted with uncontrollable desire, her eyes half-closed, glazed with a lustful shine. Then, with a swift motion, she pulls her tank top off from underneath and lets it slip to the floor beside the futon.
And now, nothing stands between Aoshi’s disbelieving, awe-struck eyes and the sight of Eliss’s bare, glorious breasts. Even without any kind of support, they hold their perfect shape — firm and full, like sculpted marb ...
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