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Lisa_s stepmotherHer brassiere strap was unfastened behind and she felt the full soft mounds of her rounded breasts squashing out beneath her, just as she sensed Nomad's furry animal presence crowded against her smooth thigh. Somewhere, a bird sang, the only sound to interrupt the peaceful, quiet stillness of the morning. In her new sense of happy relief, the dark-eyed girl had tried to empty her mind of everything, but it wasn't possible. Paul was always there. Would he call her after last night… or come by, perhaps? And how would she ever explain to him now the absent seal of her virginity when that time came… or could she bluff it? Nomad stirred beside her, his big muscular body immediately bringing back exciting secret memories of their beautiful party, and the way she had awakened this morning tightly cuddled against him. Tiny thrills of lingering arousal provocatively smoldered in her sensitive loins and softly tingling belly. She thought of the little bruises on her tight, fleshy vaginal lips she'd discovered this morning and the almost pleasant feeling of soreness deep in the intimate channel between her legs ...» |
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