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Dominating ThrillsNext he opened the hand and rested it on Lisa's buttocks, letting it glide over the curved buns and leaving a shiny, slimy trail in its path. Slowly, delightedly, Romo smeared the oil over the girl's calves and thighs. Then he thought of something. "We're going to soil the rug. Crawl over to that patch of tile." He pointed to the sun porch. "There, next to the glass doors." Lisa reluctantly obeyed, and the oily surfaces of her ass and legs glistened in the sunlight that poured in through the sliding glass doors leading off the sun porch to the balcony outside. Ah, yes. This was going to be nice. Romo carried the can to Lisa, whose nose was only inches away from the glass. "What if the neighbors see?" she asked. "They won't. Mine won't, anyway. The only building with a view of this sun porch is a half-block away, so I don't have to worry about anyone reporting me to the super or beating on my door. No, if someone sees us, we'll simply give him a good show." Romo grinned and began to slather the olive oil onto Lisa's back, eventually working the stuff over her shoulders and under her armpits and finally to her small, delicately formed breasts. "Your nipples." Romo coated the buds with oil. "Hmm ...» |
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