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The first is the dream of angelic beauty on the wings of freedom descended from heaven, the hair of its color is millet, the skin is golden in skin color, the eyes shine with a blue and gentle face that amazes with innocent beauty. A truly graceful lioness is like a priceless gift of the sun born of light illuminating the globe. The second shines with moonlight hair like a night illuminated by star splendor, silvery predatory gaze concealing in itself a mysterious charming force and a ball. She is like a night of uncontrollable desires and temptations. She is your sweet secret dreams, she is an alluring seduction. Her beauty hypnotizes and subjugates to its wild will. As if a wild panther is looking at you and you can hear her passion and bellow her passionately and it seems nothing exists except her. The third skin with freckles is like milk, it is expressive as its blood, red as ruby, and green as the leaves of the eyes, it strikes everyone with its epicly beautiful beauty. Three sisters whose beauty is a whole love poem that knows no end or edge. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 6:46 AM UTC
Vanilla skin
The first is the dream of angelic beauty on the wings of freedom descended from heaven, the hair of its color is millet, the skin is golden in skin color, the eyes shine with a blue and gentle face that amazes with innocent beauty. A truly graceful lioness is like a priceless gift of the sun born of light illuminating the globe. The second shines with moonlight hair like a night illuminated by star splendor, silvery predatory gaze concealing in itself a mysterious charming force and a ball. She is like a night of uncontrollable desires and temptations. She is your sweet secret dreams, she is an alluring seduction. Her beauty hypnotizes and subjugates to its wild will. As if a wild panther is looking at you and you can hear her passion and bellow her passionately and it seems nothing exists except her. The third skin with freckles is like milk, it is expressive as its blood, red as ruby, and green as the leaves of the eyes, it strikes everyone with its epicly beautiful beauty. Three sisters whose beauty is a whole love poem that knows no end or edge. Author: Musin Almat Zhumabekovich
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 6:46 AM UTC
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