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In the quiet hush of twilight, Allison found herself with an unexpected surplus of time on laundry night. With her clothes soaking in the wash, she decided to make use of her plump, inflated posterior - pressing it against the cool glass pane like a mischievous, moonlike stamp, leaving behind an outline that was anything but faint.

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