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In the dimly lit parlor, the fortune-teller's eyes gleamed with more than just candlelight. Her green hair and mesh stockings hinted at an unconventional soul. As she traced my future in my palm, her touch lingered, igniting a flame. She whispered of betrayal, of desires hidden, of a Halloween secret. I felt her breath hitch as I explored her body, her ass clenching in anticipation. She spread her cheeks, inviting me in, her moans echoing like a spell as I took her anal virginity.