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“Oww~! Damn RED VELVET!”
She fended his hand away with a quickened slapping away of her hand, pouting though pursed lips were easily dismantled by her instinct to smile, flashing freshly brushed teeth. She turns warily in play so that her posterior is facing the opposite side, batting her dark lashes as she looks at War from under them while she gyrates.
“I know you love this fat ass but dayumnnnn~!”