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I finally took a large breath and removed my shirt and shorts. My cock had subsided a small amount, but still pretty rigid.Sara seemed to smile and al... I heard was "Nice!"Then she layed back on the settee and returned to her tanning.It was hard to tell but I almost felt as if she was looking at me through her squinted eyes. I placed my arm over my erection, trying my best to hide it.We sailed for a few more minutes and I was working hard on easing my erection when I noticed Sara's hand softly. " I'm sure you never were his buddy, so don't try to bullshit me with that. Just leave and we can forget about his whole thing."He tried one more time but I moved phone towards my mouth and he backed off."I'll call you tomorrow about lunch."With that he walked over to his car and left. Once I was sure that he had left our property, I hit the button that slides the gate closed at the beginning of our drive. I hadn't done that. Better remember tomorrow morning.I was shaken up by the appearance of. More

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