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MorganaSpectra · 31-35, F
Well, well. You got all serious out of the blue! Oh, dearest. Can’t you tell they so far I’m such a peculiar gal? —she exclaimed as one of her brows went up in awe and her whole body reacted to her extravagant ways as she looked up toward him from the side. —
Morgana, dearest. That is my name. What’s yours, cinnamon? I love that accent of yours. —her red smile was set on that pale face of hers as she analyzed her companions manners.
Very well, dear. I shall lead the way.— she added as she directed her gaze to the front, she then proceeded to start walking as she pulled him along her, as the sound of her high started filling their pace deliciously.
Morgana, dearest. That is my name. What’s yours, cinnamon? I love that accent of yours. —her red smile was set on that pale face of hers as she analyzed her companions manners.
Very well, dear. I shall lead the way.— she added as she directed her gaze to the front, she then proceeded to start walking as she pulled him along her, as the sound of her high started filling their pace deliciously.
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