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"Well, to be honest with you, the only thing I want to help myself to right now is..." Her eyes trailed down to the huge bulge in my jeans. I exhaled deeply as her hand went down to my crotch. "I really feel bad about leaving you with one of these," she slowly massaged my package through my pants. "So I wanna make it up to you by helping release some of this built up pressure." I reached my right hand upward and grabbed her left breast. I couldn't believe how soft it was. I was also surprised to find that she wasn't wearing a bra. She took a step back and reached down and pulled her Triple H T-shirt up past her stomach, ample breasts, and over her head. She nonchalantly dropped it on the ground where it landed next to a few dandelions. Without hesitation or coercion she then unfastened her denim shorts and pushed them down her shapely legs and off her feet. I was greeted with yet another surprise from Amy, she was without any underwear. The small patch of her blonde pubic hair appeared brown because it was wet.
As she stood before me, I admired her flawless form. She began to perform a seductive dance for me as I stared in awe of her natural beauty. I looked on as she worked her gorgeous little body. I was hypnotized as her firm breasts bounced slightly and her youthfully tight ass swayed sensually from side to side. This was indeed a heavenly figure. Her luscious curves were only accented by the bending of her body.