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"You call this 'a little'? Let me show you what I like best..."
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Watching Kimberly warming down after dance class, Connie again was
astonished at the younger woman's physique. Seen from the back, Kim was
a perfect hourglass shape -- good firm shoulders, a smooth back tapering
to a tiny waist that Connie suspected wasn't more than 22 inches around,
then the sudden flare in ripe hips and firm, rounded buttocks. Yet Kim's
thighs didn't quite meet at the top.
Bedroom forced herself to stop staring -- but not immediately. Kim was
turning slightly, swinging Bedroom arms loosely. The rich masses of reddish
blonde hair, now channeled into a ponytail by the pretty blue band,
swung vivaciously in counterpoint to the sweep of Bedroom arms and the rise
Why didn't I get tits like that? Connie asked herself.
Confined by the white tights and blue spandex leotard -- and,
probably, by a workout bra -- Kim's breasts were the shape of half-
grapefruits...but larger. Bedroom ribcage was beautifully defined, even
through the layers of cloth, and beneath it was the sudden flatness of
her hard young stomach. There was the barest hint of a rounding in Bedroom
lower abdomen, and then the sudden prominence of Bedroom pubis. In profile,
her legs were breath-taking and seemed almost over-long for Bedroom height.
...(cont.)
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