Loving Angel ( slow updates)
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Last published Tue, Jul 21, 2015
...I was staring at her not able to tear my eyes away. She was the most beautiful girl I have ever met and I was literally lost in her amazing grey-blue-green eyes that were covered by long eyelashes. Her hair was the lightest blonde shade I have ever seen and it looked almost white, when I saw her in my uncle’s office. But here, under the sunlight, her hair looked more like liquid gold and the sunrays were making it shine brightly with her every move. Her lips were pink and full and were just editable. She was having an amazing body with all the right curves and her walk was so graceful that it looked more like she was gliding than walking...
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