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The prodigal virginNo, don’t you stir until I have enumerated your faults and my grievances. “Item: I can see the lower curves of two white and very tempting girlish buttocks emerging from the tense silk of that suit as you lie that way. No-don’t you dare move until I am through I swear to God! “Item: breasts that would make even an anchorite mad with desire, almost worse than naked under my eyes. They seem so hard and firm that not even the straining blue silk can flatten them. And it fails utterly, when you lie thus, to do more than film over the whiteness of the lovely heaps and the roses of the little nipples.” “I-oh-I had no idea I was so very nearly bare!” Marion managed to gasp. “Please let me move, Stanley-let me get at that beach robe-!” “Lie quite still,” he directed sternly. “Item: I can see the very snow of your belly rising and falling with your breathing. I can even see the tiny pit at the center and I can see that I was not mistaken when I spoke of concealed dimples.” “I-oh, heavens-I’ll never wear this suit or one like it again!” half-wailed the appalled girl. “I didn’t realize-yet all the girls seem to wear such bathing apparel here ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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