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There was this rope hanging in
front of me, which was becoming a bit annoying,
just as annoying as the ripped garment that
was covering the sight of Camille's breasts.
Her firm breasts. Her entire body was firm,
her buttocks were tight like grapefruits, her
belly was shaped like made of wood. Her skin
was soft and hard to the touch.
I love grapes, I love it when their skin is
tight, very tight, I love to bit into a grape
like that because it holds its juices fresh.
That's how I felt Camille, just the night before
the session, when she was in my arms, and on
top of me. I could feel her body with my travelling
fingers. A glorious night
I tried to understand why she kept her underwear
on for this session, which was fine with me
for the moment. I believe it was intentional,
she was going to reveal one part of her body
at a time. A tease, basically. A game that she
wanted to play.
After beating Camille for some time, I went
to the camera, to zoom in. I focused on her
torso and face to capture her expressive lips,
her quivering breasts.. |