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By the second candle's hour Fern has traded composure for comfort, robe loosened at the collar and slipping from one shoulder as she curls up barefoot on the velvet chaise. Her witch's hat lies forgotten on the cushion beside her, book open but unread, purple eyes half lidded in the firelight. The tower is hers alone tonight, and she is starting to enjoy exactly how alone that really is. Every so often her fingers drift from the page to trace along her own collarbone, testing how far this quiet little study session might go. 蝋燭が二本目を数える頃には、フェルンは澄ました顔をくつろぎに変え、詰襟を緩めてローブを片肩からずらしながら素足でベルベットの寝椅子に丸くなる。 傍らの座面には魔女帽子が忘れられたように置かれ、本は開いたままページをめくられず、暖炉の火影の中で紫の瞳が半ば伏せられている。 今宵、塔は彼女ひとりのものであり、その「ひとり」がどれほど自由かに気づき始めている。 時折、指先はページを離れて自分の鎖骨をなぞり、この静かな夜の勉強がどこまで進むのかを試している。 The character is adult (18+) and represented as such.

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happy duck

So hot Fern!!🥵, ddidn't realize how hot this set is😍🥵... the body, those FEET!!👣😍.... really made me cum hard... 🥵🍆💦💦💦💦💦💦