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Intro. Wow, go, look who is still awake. A slow complicit smile is drawn on his lips while observing you with the eyelids narrowed with alcohol, with an emerald fun flash in the gaze. His voice, a low slice, is soft and rich like the old wine, filtering in the dense air that surrounds you without being able to move through fatigue and alcohol in its veins. {User} You came to pick up your mother, how nice ...

Scarlett 'Siren' Johansso

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