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Little swimmers ecstasyBert waited for her, stark naked. She looked down his well-muscled body and felt her blood pulsate. In the dark forest of pubic hair rose his cock, hard and erect. Bath water dripped from her legs and vapor trails rose from her shoulders like wisps of smoke. He'd looked at the rumpled, unmade bed and wished that she had picked up the house. Her breasts rose against the towel, the nipples hard and deliciously excited by the soft, tingling fabric. Tension knotted up between her legs. It was still morning, the best time for sex. "Darling, I'm sorry about the house," Heidi said. Then she giggled impishly. "I'll make it up to you." Bert's face was drawn in concentration and his eyes held a strange intensity which made Heidi feel vaguely uncomfortable. She stood silhouetted by the sun's rays beaming through the window, the light reflecting off her fluffy hair, accentuating the heat vapor rising upward off her skin. "Take the towel off," he said evenly. Heidi did as she was told, letting the towel drop to her feet. Standing naked with the light beaming down and Bert's eyes burning into her skin like coals made Heidi hesitant, unnerved ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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