While the curvature of her ample round breast took center stage
Long shapely legs looked as if they were reaching out to me, begging me, no daring me to touch them, and once my fingertips touched the softness of their flesh, desire bloomed within
As my fingertips followed the shapely curves of her legs, they found the hidden cavern entrance that hid the moistness of her desire between them
A desire that wanted to tenderly be stroked and kissed with vigor and passion, until it spasm with Sheerness of delight
And once the spasm become departed
The desire between her legs wanted its will fulfilled with the molten hot white seed of my blooming manhood
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