The Riley Boy III Changes
A hot, relentless Atlanta summer sun beat down on the cultured stone and marble paving surrounding the azure depths of the pool. The lush greenery at the outskirts cast dense shadow, promising relief from the nearly triple digit temperatures, but Marissa wasn't interested. She was lying on one of the luxury padded chaise lounges, letting the golden god sear her already honey toned skin; her full, naked breasts felt hot and heavy under the sun's heat. A glass sat half empty on a short table,...
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