Exhaling slowly, Sheila looks away, her hands itching to slip away. After much coaxing, her pale breasts are finally bared, capped with rosy nipples aching for more attention. Her eyes closed, she lays back and waits for some sort of judgment, a deep blush creeping to her neck and chest from her cheeks.
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Date: 2009-12-09 10:27 am (UTC)