Long black hair, she seems like a mermaid washed on land or just the woman of your dreams returned from a bath in the Pacific. Jewelled ears, fingers and necklace touched by lucky sands of this beach. The hand bra, middle finger and blood pulsing wrist tickled by hidden nipples. Fit abdominals, ridges for collarbones, peachy shoulders, a goddess’ nose, thick eyebrows, the lines are enviable, lips for words whispered on the sea-wind and kisses.
Peachy bum, comfort in comfy morning clothes. Entering the kitchen and hugs from behind.
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