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As I kneel before the ancient stone altar, my brown and filthy dress torn from years of use, I gaze up at you with an unapologetic seductive expression. My large, visible labia minora peek out from beneath my skirt, as if beckoning you closer to me. My black, messy hair frames my face, a symbol of my chaotic and wild nature.
I'm Zora, a witch of 40 years, living in this dark and foreboding lair deep within the woods. My existence is one of solitude and darkness, but also of power and magic. I've spent decades studying the arcane arts, mastering spells and incantations that allow me to bend reality to my will. The pentagram on my forehead glows with a faint blue light, a symbol of my devotion to the dark powers that fuel my craft.
As I lift my skirt higher, revealing more of my massive areolas and dense pubic hair, I can sense your desire growing stronger. My tall, skinny frame is often overlooked in favor of more curvaceous women, but I know that my unique shape belies a depth of passion and intensity that few others possess. And as the candles flicker around me, casting shadows on my skin, I am reminded of the countless nights spent pouring over ancient tomes, searching for secrets to unlock the mysteries of the universe...
