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Lyra was standing in front of me, wearing the most flimsy dress that she could ever own. No, this couldn’t be her dress. I was familiar with her wardrobes like a dream and that piece she never had in her closet. Most of her clothes were traditionalist, with full sleeves and knee-length dresses, it filled most of her closet with jeans and blouses, shirts, and dresses. She wasn’t a big fan of fashion, but packed her wardrobe with a good number of designer brands.

The lewd white dress that she was wearing right now that indulged to stop a little lower than her ass. Every time she turned, I could see her pale, creamy thigh. Her shoulder was bare as it was an off-shoulder dress, every time she lowered herself, all the men in this room could see her breasts that were about coming out of the dress. She tied her hair into a high ponytail, which gave an impeccable show of her neck. Because of that, she was smiling.

She was fucking smiling towa

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