His Dream Is Always
Perfect Clarity
A Zen Purity
The Light Is Like Candle
His Eyes Feel The Softness
He Sees Where Her White
| Her head began to slowly roll from side to side. A well-rounded butt topped long shapely legs that were spread slightly, her toes wiggling in the wet sand.
The raft had bumped against the sand near the beach, the sensual beauty on it seemingly unaware. A tall brunette, her hair was pulled back casually behind her ears showing a very pretty face. She was darkly tanned and voluptuous. Her breasts were full, round, firm and threatening to overflow the cups of her own bikini top.
I could see it circling, the nipple standing tall and proud, jutting between her fingers. She gasped visibly, her head rolling back momentarily before returning her eyes to the thin wet papers in her hand. Her lips parted as she took in a deep breath. I couldn't help but notice that I did as well. I also found my left hand somewhere unexpected, rubbing my stiff cock through the front of my jeans. But it didn't slide downwards again. Instead it slowly crept to her right breast, cupping it briefly, lightly rubbing it.
O Slowly Raise Her Hands
All Of The Men In The
She Had A Strong Looking
It Made Her Legs Seem
As Her Knees Sunk Into
She Sat In It And Pulled
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