He seaway slipped his hand through her hair, making sure
she felt e: confortable. Her shirt was yellow and her tank mp
was a mix of brown, green, and red.... with a bit white.
He pulled it eff with ease. Assuming she was ready, he then
rubbed the meat predict acre's her bare stomach,
softening her skin. As she finally became
clase, he spread a mixture cheese, lettuce, and tomato,
across her whale bady. She was new pulsating across the
table with the power a thousand suns. Finally, he leaned
forward kiss her, new delicious, stomach..... and
greened with pleasure.
he then whispered in her ear, as she passed eut.....
tace,..... tam flavered kisses."