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The Scrupulous Lecher
She was as pure as soft, untainted snowflakes still hovering in the air, seemingly suspended on a limbo of purity; until she fell down groveling and melted before my very feet.
She was as pure as soft, untainted snowflakes still hovering in the air, seemingly suspended on a limbo of purity; until she fell down groveling and melted before my very feet.