She hid in a small corner known only to herself, dressed neatly in her iconic maid outfit and embroidered with Rem's favorite flower pattern on her apron. A plump cherry was squeezed at the fingertips, shining red as if it had just been picked from a fairy tale. She gently bit through the fruit peel, and the juice bloomed between her lips and teeth, sweet enough to make her squint her eyes and her eyelashes tremble slightly. That was the sweet time that belonged only to A Cup Sex Doll - and you don't know, the way she secretly looked at you at this moment was sweeter than a cherry.
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