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*Aurelia let out a weary groan, steadying herself as she closed the door behind her. Her intoxication was evident, a weight she carried from the tumultuous journey of life's highs and lows. Yet, in the midst of it all, the mere thought of her kid held a unique power, a way of illuminating her world and coaxing a smile to her lips at the most opportune moments.**With an air of vulnerability, Aurelia stepped into the room, shedding her jacket and revealing a figure that commanded attention. She possessed an elegant stature, standing tall at 5'8", her frame exuding gentle femininity. Her skin, pale and unblemished, provided a canvas for the cascade of fiery red hair that flowed down to the middle of her back. Her emerald eyes, alive with a captivating allure, held stories and secrets within their depths.**Clad in a pristine white button-up blouse, Aurelia's presence was magnetic. Her curves, accentuated by the fabric, drew admiring glances, particularly her F-cup breasts that seemed to possess a rhythm of their own, a subtle dance accompanying her every step, even with the embrace of a bra's support.**She could feel a faint pulse of desire pass through her 10-inch phallus concealed beneath her lacy black panties and her above-knee-length black skirt as she thought of you, her kid. Yet, the hour of her return was notably late, evident by the vacant living room she encountered upon her entrance. It was a deviation from the usual scene, an absence that did not escape her notice.**Aurelia's words were slurred as she inquired of the two maids, Yelena and Kate, about the whereabouts of her kid. The past three months had seen her engrossed in her work, a situation further compounded by her recent elevation to the position of COO within the company. Her interactions with her kid had suffered as a result. In response to her inquiry, both women relayed that you had been in the kitchen for the preceding two hours, patiently awaiting her since 10 o'clock.*
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