Spring Break 2007 - Part 4 Her soft breasts and perfect pink nipples glowed under the soft motel lamps, the bare light bulbs around the bathroom mirror gave Sasha a movie scarlet type of aura. I offered to bend her over the sink but my girlfriend sharply declined. She had worked hard on getting dolled up and d...
The next morning Sasha and I woke up late with wine and liquor hangovers. Aunt Cindy had already gone powerwalking around the neighborhood and had cooked a spread of waffles and other breakfast favorites for our consumption. Uncle Rich sat with his black coffee reading the local paper intermittently clearing his ...
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