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TWENTY SIX

RAFFAELE

There was something about her look this morning. Celestia was wrapped in my shirt, and I could clearly see the translucent outline of her curves despite the baggy size. The exposed bare thighs were taunting my vision, and so were those rioted glossy brown mane, messy from the sleep yet...

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