She was still sitting cross-legged and facing me, but she was leaning forward, working hard on a sum, which caused the string top she was wearing to droop, giving me a glorious view of her braless tits. Sweet Jesus Christ. I loved tits. And tits that belonged to this girl were even more appealing. They were small and perky with rosy-tipped, pebbled nipples. She was just so fucking beautiful. I was instantly hard. “Are you okay?” Shannon asked, placing her small hand on my forearm. “Huh?” I snapped my gaze to her face, totally fucking busted. “Are you okay?” she repeated, blue eyes locked on
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