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I leaned back and rested my head against the wall. Damned if I was going to waste this chance to ogle her lovely and curvy body and didn’t even realize the movie had started. I was staring at her smooth, dark upper back when I noticed that I could not make out the outline of her bra. I grinned wide in the dark and realized she was not wearing her bra.

Indian boy white girl xxx I had already felt my cock twitch in my shorts when I saw her sitting on the chair 2 minutes ago. But as she sat close to me, I could already smell her musky yet sweet scent. She wore a nice perfume and this didn’t register at the moment.

The movie was some Hollywood rom-com which I had already seen a few months ago. However it was the first time for Dee and she seemed to be engrossed in it. The movie was quite hilarious and we both frequently laughed and giggled.

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Date: August 5, 2021