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how is she supposed to be composed in front of a such pretty woman, so ely pretended to need to stay more close, sitting on the woman’s legs, humming a little trying to look innocent.
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“oh!!! yes!!! you’ll look really pretty with a dark red on your lips.” excited, ely just picked the lipstick, putting it carefully on acheron’s mouth being really closer to her, sensing achie’s breath.
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“huh . . . i’m not better then a man but, yes.” a little red making a pout, but the expression changed quickly and smiled again. “your name is pretty like you, lauma-chan!!!”
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" alright, ely. my name is- "
she interrupts herself as she looks down at her own chest. she may have a point.
"... lauma. that's me. um... is it really that prominent? "
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“i’m elysia! but you can call me ely, miss cutie horns!” smile at her enthusiastically and then coughs a little playing with her own hair. “maybe your, err. chest? they’re really notable . . .”
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phew! she sounds a little more easy to talk now. “hm, they look like some fairies! they surrounded me and started to dance or something like that.”
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