Dolore Dolce
An unwelcomed sliver of sunlight slowly crept its way to her sleeping eyes. It invaded the bedroom from a small gap between the curtains and woke her from a peaceful slumber. “Ohhhhhh, five more minutes, please go away!” she complained and threw a pillow at the curtains. She slowly lifted her arms over her head and carefully stretched. Her bare breasts slipped free from under the bed sheet. She looked down at her firm breasts and smiled to herself. There was a thick, long, purple and blue...
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