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One of my hands slid up her back and caught the fastener of the zip. I pulled it down and slid the spaghetti-straps off her shoulder. The gown slipped down without a hitch and I was looking at my prize for the night. Those perfect breasts, a deep navel, a well formed figure, a velvet skin... |