A Moment of Weakness
Sheela B. “Oh wow, am I ever sweaty,” Lena said and sighs, tossing her tennis racket on the bed and stripping her t-shirt off. Her small, firm tits are white in contrast to the tan of her chest and belly, and as she wiggles out of her shorts, she admires her slender body in the mirror. She’s just has a terrific match with a friend on the big clay court belonging to Lena’s father. The two of them has gone
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