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Too exhausted to even shower Anya felt her eyes drift shut, and the world thankfully faded away. Anya watched the water fall from the rocks above her, the drops splashing onto her feet and legs. Laughing she ran under it, soon saturated she jogged over onto the sandy beach. Sighing and feeling free without clothes Anya stretched out, her arms lying next to her head and legs crossed together to better catch the sun light. Gradually the light began to diminish and Anya reluctantly opened her eyes to the night sky. There were no stars or even moon, everything was darkness. A deep chuckle sounded from behind her, gasping in fear Anya shoved herself up and turned towards the noise. “Who’s there?” demanded Anya to the dark. Nothing replied, thinking it in her imagination Anya settled back into the still warm sand to enjoy the calmness of her mind. Realizing something was wrong Anya looked down at her legs, and watched in amazement as the where drawn apart by unseen forces. “No” screamed. Looking at your pink lips protruding from underneath your ass cheeks, noticing they’re glistening with moisture, your moisture. Realizing you must be becoming aroused at being taking advantage of by your teacher I slide my hands over your plump ass cheeks, giving each one a quick smack, then kneading them.Squeezing and kneading your soft cheeks, feeling my panties become moist as I’m getting aroused now. Taking my right hand and reaching around the front of you, softly rubbing your flat tummy, slowly moving my hand lower, feeling your bare mound, pushing down and noticing how plump and soft it is, I let out a low moan as that turns me on even more. Using my left hand to really start kneading your left cheek, slipping my other hand lower over your bare crotch, feeling an intense amount of heat coming from between your sexy thighs. Pushing my hand flatly against your lips, feeling my hand immediately become wet and sticky with your moisture. Cupping your crotch now and squeezing it,.
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Richard's hands started round the back, moved to her bottom and came back up to her breasts which he kneaded gently. His lips never left hers.Her hands were busy too mirroring his.Suddenly, he moved one arm under her thighs and the other round her shoulders and stood up."Now!" he said hoarsely. "I can't wait any longer." Me too!" she whispered in his ear.He carried her upstairs, marvelling in passing how light she was, kicked open the bedroom door and stopped in his tracks. Startled Deborah looked up too.The covers on the bed were drawn back and the room was lit with candles. Some must have been scented because the whole room was filled with sweet and warm, spicy smells."Sharon!" they both said simultaneously and kissed again.Richard put Deborah down."Are you going to let me undress you?" he asked."No!" she said. "It would take too long."Richard watched mesmerised as she undid the waist of her skirt and let it slide to the floor. She undid the buttons on her blouse and let it slip.

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