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Sarah
She looked over her shoulder.
Apollo was rubbing oil on his hands.
Rubbed them on her back.
Afterwards, he reached down to her chest.
He got a kick on the head.
Apollo was rubbing oil on his hands.
Rubbed them on her back.
Afterwards, he reached down to her chest.
He got a kick on the head.
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