Letting Down - Monday

She pulled the bra on, feeling the fabric of the cups catch and hold her breasts. her nipples pressed out against the fabric, but they were pressed flat as she clasped it behind her back.

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Weaners, Trials, and Temptations

Every nerve ending tingled with sensation, the fabric of his shirt and tags scratching against his sensitive skin. with fumbling fingers, jay tugged at his shirt, desperate to free himself from the clinging fabric.

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Prey

Andrew blushed deeply as he looked down at the pink panties he was wearing, white hearts around it the fabric here and there. his cock had already pushed free of his sheath and was tenting up the front of the thin fabric, a wet spot at the tip.

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Carried away with summer.

Finally she held it back with one hand, the fabric taughtening over the front of her torso. her breasts pressed against the fabric, the shape of her nipples clearly defined.

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Hitting The Books

The black fabric a sharp contrast to her tawny fingers; teasing him even now with the promise of its removal. the very tips of her fingers were now tugging and easing the fabric up; ever so slowly exposing the subtle curvature of her hips.

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Only The Beginning, A Sticky Situation

With the extra wiggle room, he managed to pull his balls free, so that they rested against the ripped fabric of his shorts-he had a moment to mourn the ripped fabric, but then his eyes fell to the sight that it had been covering.

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Only The Beginning; A Sticky Situation

With the extra wiggle room, he managed to pull his balls free, so that they rested against the ripped fabric of his shorts-he had a moment to mourn the ripped fabric, but then his eyes fell to the sight that it had been covering.

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Stuck In Stripes

The shiny striped fabric slid over his fingertips, feeling almost like a new set of skin.

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Her First Thong

Sighing, she looked into the bag and reached in, grabbing the soft fabric and pulling it out, dropping the bag onto the couch next to her. she held it up in front of her, marveling at just how little fabric was in front of her.

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Her Teacher

He would push aside the thin fabric of her panties, revealing her pink folds. he would gently caress her, listening to her moans of pleasure and feel her getting wetter from his touch.

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