Anna-Marie

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Anna: Well don't you look prettier than a sunset. Anna: Anna purrs from the doorway, appreciative peering along her lovers latest outfit. She pushes away from the wall, slipping into the room on light feet. Sliding behind them, arms wind around their middle— comfortably settled over their stomach. Anna perches her chin on their shoulder, eyes half-lidded as she watches them through the mirrors image.