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... d quickly arrived at her flat and soft stomach, from there, he entered her dress. Slowly, it moved further down until it arrived at her panties.

Qin Yuan released her nipple just as his hand reached there. He lifted his head, looked into her face again while ehe turned her gaze elsewhere, too shy to meet his.

"Jiang Xin dear." He called her name beside her ear.

All he did after that was push her dress further down until the panties themselves were exposed. Only after that ...

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