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Ransom
“No. Go ahead,” I replied.
“You’d think I wouldn’t be modest after everything,” Hailey said, walking over to the shower. She turned on the water.
“You don’t have to apologize about anything,” I replied. “Or be modest. You have a beautiful body.”
She looked at me over her shoulder and I saw that her cheeks were flushed. “Thank you. Um, could you turn around?”
I did what she asked, but could still see her in the mirror. She removed what was left of the shirt and then took off her jeans. Next, it was her panties, and when I saw her bend down to remove them, I grew even harder. Finally, it was her b*a. As it dropped to the floor, I felt the beast in my blood begin to awaken. I wanted her badly and didn’t know if I’d be able to control myself again.
She stepped into the shower
