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The haori slips from her shoulders, fluttering to the floor like falling petals.Her bare skin catches the light — pale, delicate… intoxicating.She sits, legs drawn just enough to tempt, toes brushing the floor, her hands resting in her lap with deceptive innocence.

Every detail is graceful — the curve of her hips, the soft swell of her chest, the way her hair falls messily around her face.But there’s that same sly smile.Like she knows exactly what you’re thinking… and she’s letting you.

💫 Keep following her into LustVerse — the butterfly still has more to show you.

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