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It wasn't my first time seeing a woman's boobs before, but Serena's were something else entirely.
Her full, heavy milkbags were smooth and ivory white, rising and falling with every breath she took. Her shiny pink areolas were large and glowing under the dim light. Her medium sized nipples, rosy pink, stood out, pointing directly to my face, to my lips. To top it all, she was all natural unlike most of the women around here.
Damn! Heat polled between my legs, hot and slick, a clear evidence that this woman had my cock surrounded.
I didn't know how long I stared at her boobs and I didn't care either. One more second, I dipped my head down, getting ready to do what I was meant to do - having a
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