Prologue-Tisdamazymoo. (第3/6页)

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    Shestruggledtutetheenergyflow,fherselftosteadyherbreath.Themoonlightrosefromherforeheadlikeaglowingstrandofgossamer,suspehestiflingairofthebedroom.Oetheredtoherbrow,theotherstretgtowardthegapiains.

    IfLuweretoseethis...

    No.Notimetoworryaboutthat.

    Theweightinherlowerabdomengrewheavier,bulgingfaintlybehesheet.

    Almostthere.Almost.

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