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I recognized the shirt she was wearing. She deeply breathed in when I touched her hole. How she rubs her breasts, plays with her nipples and uses that small pink vibrator on her clit while she is fucking herself slowly with her fingers. A couple of months after the last trip I was giving the flat a second visit. The shirt was slowly moving upwards. I shot my load in one and closed the drawer again. Of course I hoped for the same outfit she wore this morning but I wasn’t disappointed. I could also feel a lot of hair, so I might have found the person who doesn’t own a razor. It was one of my sister’s. Disclaimer
This story is based on a real setting. Liz was wearing a super cute dress which sadly didn’t show a lot of cleavage.
