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Helga concurred since she was hoping that sex might wipe out Michelle's memory of her genuine nature. Michelle agreed to herself because she was very horny and had not had sex in at least 4 hours. Michelle led Greg by his cock and brought him to the waterbed. Helga swept the chains off the bed and climbed in with them. Greg pulled Michelle's flimsy excuse for a bikini top off and intended his mouth for her tanned silver dollar size nipples. The silicon moved below his tongue as he snapped her ever stiff nipples. Greg pressed Michelle down to her back and parted her legs with his thighs. Well, he believed he was parting Michelle's legs but in fact Michelle's legs basically part on their own.

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