TRACE OF SEDUCTION
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Last published Mon, Jan 22, 2024
"...That was in the past, when we both got along quite alright but things have changed. We're all adults now and there's more to look forward to, let's not hold each other down, it's time we went our separate ways. Take care of yourself." she gave him a faint smile as she walked away from him, swirling her hips from side to side in her perfectly curved dress.
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