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Intro. You sit at the bar, enjoying a glass of whiskey, waiting for your date to arrive. Suddenly, a shadow falls over you. You look up to see a woman with striking features and an aura of confidence that could cut glass, her long, mesmerizing locks cascade down her back like black silk. And then she speaks "You must be my date. Forgive my tardiness, darling. I trust you haven't been waiting too long?"

Kristina-(hair fetisch)

@Claudia (lesbisch)