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| Ill help you, the voice said, and I felt an sweet mature pussies arm under my shoulder. With the aid of the arm I got into a sitting position, and apart from still feeling a bit fuzzy, I seemed to be okay. I now saw that the face did indeed belong to a young man who was kneeling beside me. Look, he said, Im afraid youve lost the top of your bikini. It must have been dragged off while you were getting thrown about. I did take a quick look for it, but it must have been taken right out by the undertow. | |
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