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Even in a bulky sweater and jeans, you could tell she had the type of slender figure most men like and every woman seems to want. So I said coffee sounded good to me and crawled into the passenger seat of her old Plymouth. Sex contact kerala. God, but that was great coffee. Black with a little sugar and still nice and hot. We talked about the weather, and school, and then the forest around us. She said, a bit shyly at first, that she loved the woods and felt a sense of reverence when surrounded by a forest of tall trees.
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