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Eiffel's cherry: a tale of parisian perfection

Eiffel's cherry: a tale of parisian perfection Eiffel's cherry: a tale of parisian perfection

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In the heart of Paris, a striking figure emerged from the shadows, a 30-year-old French woman, her tall stature accentuated by very long black highlighted hair cascading down her back. Her skin was tanned, perfect, and flawless, like a summer's day in Provence. She wore a simple black choker, the only adornment on her slender, sexy body. Her large breasts were accentuated as she playfully rested her right hand on one, a sign of her confidence and poise. This was no ordinary woman; she was a supermodel, her face as big and beautiful as the Eiffel Tower itself, her lips full and inviting, like a pair of cherries ripe for the picking.