Chapter 226 STORY 62 - FUCKED OVER THE COAST LINE (II)

The robe opens and I keep it on my shoulders and let it frame me – stomach, hips, breasts bare in the evening air with my nipples tightening from the breeze and the exposure in equal measure, the pale bands of a bikini tan earned over years of very careful beach afternoons. The angle of my hips agai...

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