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A shapely beauty-- Alessandra-- stepped with dignity into the lavish chamber, her raven locks cascading her back like liquid obsidian. The anticipation was palpable, as she locked gaze with her prominent buddy-- the enigmatic Mr. Sinclair-- a client of an intricate character who had actually experienced Seraphine's delights time and once again.

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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête multiplied into a lush garden of feelings, even the stars seemed to be listening in captive, their light barely sparkling through the edge of the drapes, scared to fully unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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