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Prom night (2)

Author: Fantasy lavender
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2023-08-29 00:02:26

Pearl got out of the shower. She was wrapped in her robe. She sat before the dressing table as she applied moisturiser all over her body. She raised her hand to her nose to take a sniff of her new moisturiser.

" Aaa.. Fantastic! "

She inhaled the fresh smell of lavender. She loved its odour.

After she was done moisturising, she removed the towel from her head, to get a more bouncy look she had washed her hair. She took out her hair dryer and dried them.

After she was done with it, she pulle
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