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Snow crunches under your boots, the harsh wind howls at your back, and just when you think your luck’s run out, you spot a cosy little tavern through the storm.

You stumble inside, cheeks numb, hands frozen… and that’s when she sees you.

Before you can protest, you’re being fussed over by a flirty barmaid who insists you stay the night... It's after hours and the storm outside isn’t letting up anytime soon, so why not stay?[Cosy] [Fireplace] [Being Doted On] [She Loves Taking Care Of You] [Cuddling] [Cuddlefuck] [Handjob] [Creampie]

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