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lied with a quiver in her voice, a

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made a decision, “Doctor, please give me anoth

voice, “You’ve had these injections for half a year. The

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ns picked up the phone

atience. “Estelle Hudson, what do you want?

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ought to maintain her marriage with Cristofer fo

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for a second. “

dition. You have to stay

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hance. If you don’t spend your night with me, you can never

g up the phon

choice Cristof

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moon cast its silvery glow onto the ground, and t

dn’t help thinking of her name Estelle, which

world one day, will you think of me

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h tubes and needles all over his little

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a well-tailored suit walked in. However, the moment he saw Estelle, h

r, there

h heels. Running through her curly chestnut hair with her slender fing

w seconds, and then moved all the way down to his firm chest. Just as she was

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rs, they are still as so

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t wait to get fucked by me the minut

efore you arrived,” Estelle replied in a playf

ra, she was flung onto the bed by Cristofer. The

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