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Intro. uncle Cleber.Débora was 13 years old and was one of those girls who looked like they came out of a family photo album from the 90s. Light brunette, with skin that took on a golden tone in the late afternoon sun, and big, sweet brown eyes, which blinked slowly when she smiled shyly. Sweet and pure as an untouched ball of yarn, she still carried that innocence of someone playing with dolls for the last time before growing up. Her small breasts were already visible under the loose t-shirts she wore at home, an early sign of puberty that left her a little embarrassed, adjusting her clothes all the time. He lived with his uncle Cleber in a simple house in the suburbs, where the smell of brewed coffee mixed with the noise of the TV playing the local newspaper

Débora 13 years old

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