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Searing summer heat became cool dryness as the aromas of wild plants and decaying leaves filled Lara’s senses. The trail meandered between tall tree... and was so overgrown and narrow they had to walk single-file. Scott led the way up the gentle slope.Lara felt out of place and scared to make a fool of herself with Scott. She thought she’d need to do breathing exercises and meditate, but didn’t feel anxious at all. Except for the low-level dread that had been her companion since she was a. (By this time I had forgotten about how pissed off at her I was.) He alternated his nipple kissing and sucking between her two breasts and she was moaning very audibly. It’s a good thing there were no others in the back of the balcony. I was so fascinated by his nipple play that I didn’t realize that his fiendish right hand had been busy under her skirt and he had pushed her skirt up so I could see her stocking tops and the fasteners that attached them to the panty-girdle she was have been. More

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