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"Hey Dani. Uhm, do you ever get, like, a tingle? You know, down there?"Dannielle stared at her sister. She couldn't believe that she was actually aski...g her this. For months, Dani had stared at Andrea's ass whenever she wasn't looking, and she even caught a glimpse down her shirt a couple times. Oh, she wanted her badly, and she felt she had her chance."Yeah, I get that a lot. I like it, don't you?" Well, I don't know. What am I supposed to do? It doesn't stop. I try moving around or reading,. At 9:45 we met them at the poolside bar. They were in their mid 30s, blond, tanned and fit, from California. He was wearing the male uniform for the resort - a Hawaian shirt, shorts and sandals. She was wearing a brief bikini top which showed off her gorgeous breasts ("Fake!" according to my wife) and very short skirt which showed off her toned legs.Jaye was wearing her usual lightly padded bra under a knit beach cover up outfit consisting of a boat neck top with ¾ sleeves and an ankle length. More

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