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Yash laughed as he pulled out all the pines from her hair.
“Shayra, who was he?” Yash asked as he helped her remove the earrings; Shayra stayed silent, she did not want to tell him anything, first because it was RAW’s mission and second she already said no, what is the point of talking about it now?
“Shower?” Shayra asked as she admired the nail art, she has long nails already so she did not get fake nails.
“Sure,” Yash said as she stood up; Yash put all her hair to the left side as he unzipped her dress to her lower back, it loosened around her boobs and waist as she slid off the straps down her shoulders.
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