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” Said Savita fiddling with heart shaped locket around her neck.She was walking along a riverside stream along with Raj and clinging to his arm like...she always did. Raj couldn’t help but get a little excited as he felt her soft breasts press against his arm. She suddenly left his arm and knelt beside the water, feeling the icy cold water with her hands.“Oooh, it’s so cold!” she giggled as the cool water chilled her fingers.“Be careful Savita; the ground is a little slippery there…”“Don’t act so. Fuck hmmm..." She orgasmicly moans with deep pleasure."Oh shit, look how wet I am." She calmly states looking down at herself."Come here, you're going to clean me up." She pulls me from out under her ass and begins to rub my body up and down against her hot giant wet vagina.Using me like her own tiny sponge. Her cum-filled crevices looking like little lakes between her flesh. My naked body, soaking up every last drop.She finally sets me down and smiles as she sits there looking down at me."See,. More

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