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ing her water snake-like slender waist and blushing face like a blooming flower...Even when she cried, tears streaming down her face, the moans that escaped her lips were unrestrained, mingling with h...hat man's arms. Looking up, she saw the man with his faintly smiling eyes and faintly smiling lips. Then, he would ask her in a softly doting tone, "What are you thinking about" but as if he had seen...