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... worth praising—that sinfully short dress and mask, combined with the real colour of her hair like the plumage of a phoenix. I wished to bury my nose into them, wrap them around my hand and take her pretty mouth.
I was a sucker for red hair and although I knew that black was not her natural hair colour seeing her real hair up close was a whole new experience. Like the streaks of vermilion silk, they seemed to have been created to be fisted in my hands.
And those rosebud lips, so ...
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