Faerie princess perfume
Every Saturday is pancake day. For a few hours after breakfast, when I kiss Arwen’s round, little cheek, her mouth smells of syrup :)
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Every Saturday is pancake day. For a few hours after breakfast, when I kiss Arwen’s round, little cheek, her mouth smells of syrup :)
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