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Suddenly, in the middle of his reflective day-dreaming, the bathroom door nudged open, and from the quarter-opened gateway emerged Maisie.
Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.
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The way her jet black hair danced over the milky white flesh of her back, that was when he admired and loved her most, despite the eight year difference in age between them. I haven’t even been dressed and you’re trying to get me out of my knickers already! “Now, now, I didn’t say anything about that, did I?
He saw something so mature, so evolved and advanced within her, and she loved that he wasn’t uptight about the difference in age. You can keep them on if you like, just get over here and let me use that mouth before we meet up with your friends.
Of the few, and I do mean very few, drawbacks to dating a celebrity, one of them was that every social outing required several hours of preparation, moreso than even the most vain, average female citizen.