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Little Red Riding Hood saunters through the dense forest, her innocence contrasting with the sultry heat. She slips off her hood, revealing long, fiery locks cascading down her back. Her fingernails trace the hem of her dress, seductively inching it upward. Her sisters, the Big Bad Wolves, emerge from the shadows, eyes glinting with hunger. They surround her, their breath hot on her skin. Her dress falls to the forest floor, exposing creamy flesh glistening with anticipation. Hands roam, mouths taste, and tongues tease, igniting a wildfire of desire. Red Riding Hood moans as she succumbs to their primal allure, her body arching with each caress. The forest echoes with their panting as they sate their lust amidst the trees.
