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Maria Nicanor

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31 dezembro 2012


The girl, his favourite, ran up boldly, embraced him and hung laughingly on his neck, enjoying as she always did the smell of scent that came from his flesh. At last, she kissed his face, which was flushed from his stooping posture and beaming with tenderness loosed her hands, and was about to run away again, but he held her back.
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