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The G-spot development was so orgasmic that it made her convulse and throb in orgasm

He stepped close, the steam wrapping them in a hazy cocoon, and ran the bar over her chest suds forming in slow, luxurious swirls over her flat pecs, the skin smooth but lacking her definition. The tall heels sat kicked off by the bed, glinting in the dimness, and his bare chest rose slow and steady–full breasts firm,G-spot orgasm nipples soft in repose, his six-pack abs a faint ripple under smooth skin. The pantyhose caught his eye again, the way they shimmered as he shifted his weight. “Morning to you too,” he said, standing tall, his bare feet silent on the hardwood–he’d ditch the heels for now.

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