Desolate-Closed for Sussurrus

Eisen was pleased that she remembered how to address him, and it was without the sarcasm she'd displayed before. He smiled at her for it, and when she asked about food and water, he said:

"Let me help you get the bed inside, you can test it, then I'll show you where the water is, where you can bathe, and I'll help you get coconuts and start showing you what can be eaten around here. Tomorrow, I plan to go fishing so I hope you like seafood."

As he stood there, he silently noted her glances at his hard-on. She didn't seem shy about it, but still he didn't acknowledge her interest. He hoped sex would be on the table somewhere along the line, but he wasn't going to force it on her. If they were going to live on this island together, it would be best if she trusted him.

He also noticed that she still held the machete. She could have laid it down quite a while ago. There was no indication that she planned to use it to make an attempt to harm him, but she just didn't seem to want to let it go.

Reaching down, he gently took the knife from her hand and saw her flinch when the grip pulled at what had to be some nasty blisters. Turning over her hand, he saw that, indeed, she had burst blisters all over her palm.

"That looks like it hurts. Does it? If I had any magic solution to give you, I'd give it. Unfortunately, you're just going to have to work through the blisters until they become calluses.

"I'm proud of how you worked today. When we get your bed inside, I want you to lay down on it and make sure it's going to hold up. Then we'll go round us up something to eat and drink. Grab your end of the bed and let's get this going."
 
"Oh a bath sounds lovely" Brittany admitted with actual joy.

"yes it does quite a bit sir." she replied to her question if her wounds hurt. "I appreciate the thought" she said about as she yawned

"Alright Sir" she said lightly feeling embarrassed over her blisters. Grabbing her head she almost broke into tears from the pain of the wood scraping her open wounds. But she gritted her teeth and lifted carefully turning it on its side so it would fit through the door. Her bed was laid next to his.
Carefully she got on the bed praying it would hold. If it didn't she would be utterly defeated and burst into tears out of frustration. But luckily it did.

With a sigh of relief she got up with a smile. He had told her that he was proud of how hard she worked today. It was actually gratifying. She hated to admit it, but without any help she constructed a piece of furniture. Her hands were proof of her tediousness effort. Though her reasons may have had more to do with her thinking she would prove the assumption that he didn't believe she was capable.

"Do you have any gauze or something I could use to wrap it sir?" Brittany asked in reference to her hand.
 
Eisen chuckled. "Don't get too excited about a bath until you see what I'm talking about. There isn't any hot water, and no soap. Even so, it's clean and clear water, so that counts for something."

The bed held her weight just fine, and a flash of justified pride crossed her face.

In response to her request for something to wrap her hands with, Eisen knelt and applied the machete to the bottom couple inches of her dress, ripping a perfect strip from the fabric. He then stood and began to wrap her hand as she requested. Of course, this just shortened her already short dress.

His cock hadn't softened during all this, and he caught her looking several times, but he didn't mind. In fact, it was gratifying to see such interest from such an attractive woman. Of course, he'd been hard for so long, he couldn't help the almost constant drip of pre-cum, but that didn't deter her interest.

Holding out his hand, Eisen said, "Come on, let's show you where you can wash, then get us both some food."

He led the girl to a calm pool, fed by a small waterfall. It was just barely high enough for Eisen to stand under, but she would fit perfectly.

"Like I said, it isn't warm, but it'll get your attention. This is also one of the places I get drinking water.

"Now the question is: which is more pressing: cleaning up or food?"
 
Brittany let out a gaps when he took the machete to her dress. Her first response was to be angry and scream at him. But she managed to compose herself and try to think rationally. They were on a deserted island. Where was he suppose to magically come up with bandages.
After he stood and wrapped it. She simply said "Thank you Sir".

He offered her his hand and she hesitated only briefly before taking it and he led her to the water pool. Getting down on all fours she scooped her hands in the fresh water and drank quite a few handfuls she was so parched. He was right it was cold but oh it was so refreshing. Standing up in response to his question which is more pressing. She took off her dress and waded into the water under the the beautiful little water fall. Oh it was so cold. But so refreshing. It actually made her feel alive. Her nipples hardened immediately She washed the grime of the day away and let the water cascade down her beautiful frame.
 
The girl's response to his question wasn't met with words, but what she did spoke volumes.

Without a word, she knelt at the edge of the pool and bent over, scooping handful after handful of water to her mouth. The sight was delicious from Eisen's point of view, her beautiful ass up in the air, the trimmed hem of her dress only barely covering her womanly charms.

Then, to his astonishment and delight, she stood and threw off the dress and waded into the water and under the fall, showing no humility or embarrassment at her body in the least. Not that she had anything to be coy about: her form was perfect.

He just remained silent and watched the erotic cliche before him as she let the water cascade over her body. She didn't seem put off by her audience. To be honest, Eisen had a pretty good idea she knew exactly what she was doing. And as long as she was willing to exhibit herself, he was happy to be the voyeur. After all, she'd been eyeing his cock the whole while, it was good to get a turn, too.

Of course, this view did nothing to assuage his erection, but he still wasn't about to scare the girl off by making any kind of move on her, especially since it was only about this time a day ago that he was dragging her off that plane wing.

So, he just leaned against a rock and watched, enjoying the show.
 
Oh how the coldness of the water brought her senses alive. Taking a couple more handfuls of water to drink from the waterfall. She made her way back to where she discarded her dress and put it back on. The thin sheer material clung to wet frame. She saw the gaze on his face and the response from his erection from her display and decided to just ignore it. It was clear he was attracted to her. But as it was she could barely stand him. After all it was just this morning that he put her over his knee and chastised her.

"That was wonderful." she exclaimed shaking her head to get some of the water out of her long wet hair. "Where may I find some food please sir?"
 
When her bath was finished, she didn't hesitate to wade boldly back to where her dress lay. Eisen still didn't say a word, but he also didn't look away. He could tell that, even though she was being compliant and polite, she didn't like her predicament and the fact that he wasn't going to treat her the way she'd gotten used to all her life. The polite young woman was an act she was putting on because she didn't know what else to do at the moment. Still, what she had managed already, be it from cussedness or true compliance, was impressive.

She might as well have remained naked for how much her wet skin made the thin fabric of her dress cling to her curves. Eisen still remained silent. He could think of any number of better uses for that material. He'd covered her blisters with it. But, shower aside, it was obvious she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of being fully naked in front of him yet.

Picking up the machete, he started walking away, giving her a nod to follow. Shortly, they came upon a grove of coconut palms. Fortunately, a couple had already fallen, which saved climbing the tree with his still hard cock.

He was starting to hope his arousal would go away soon, because it was becoming inconvenient. He had no intention of forcing himself on the girl, and even though she seemed interested in at least that part of him, he could tell she still wasn't a big fan of the rest.

"Looks like I won't have to climb this time," he said, picking up one and indicating she should get the other. "Let's go see what else we can find."

By the time they got back to camp, they had sweet potatoes and berries to go with the coconut.

"Never thought I could do vegetarian," Eisen said as he prepared what they'd brought back. "I do like a bit of meat when I can get it, but birds are a pain to catch, and I've seen some wild pigs on the other side of the island, but haven't been able to spear one yet. There's always fish, and I've found shellfish and such in the shallows, so there's protein to be had. Lots of vegetables, though. Kept me going this long, so no complaints."

On the trip back from foraging, his erection had softened. His attention had gone from the girl to the task at hand, which was a relief.
 
The trampled through the roughage and located more food. "I actually rarely eat meat, so being a vegetarian isn't much of a stretch for me." she replied casually to his comment without thought. Brittany was too tired to think how much she despised the man that reddened her bottom earlier in the day. "Perhaps you could teach me how to fish and get shell fish. They are part of my staple diet."

When they made it back to the hut she watched as he prepared the food. She observed how he opened the coconuts, and cut up the sweet potatoes. Never having cooked a meal in her life. This simplicity of preparing food was an education.

"Thank you Sir for teaching me how to prepare and gather the food. I've never had to cook for myself before so it's a good skill to learn." the words came naturally from her lips just as her previous conversation had with him. She was too tired to think about it, or put any distaste in thoughts about it.

Brittany was utterly exhausted and almost fell asleep while eating. When they were done she helped him clean up, and went straight to her bed and passed out.
 
Eisen noticed that the girl watched his every move as he stoked the fire and prepared their meal. It was good that she wanted to learn, or at least was putting on a good show of it. She could have been a petulant pain in the ass right off, insisting he cater to her every whim. Yes, she could have, but the ace up his sleeve was that he could have refused to feed her and let her scream till her throat was raw. There were other places on the island where he could sleep until she calmed down. Fortunately it hadn't been necessary. Somehow, he could tell she still wasn't fond of him, but was only humoring him because she wasn't stupid and knew she needed to rely on him to survive.

As he tended the food on the fire, he answered her question: "Certainly you can come out on the water with me. Do you swim?

"And while you've got a lot more to learn, you're welcome for what you've learned today. There's a lot to remember if you're going to live in a place like this."

About this time, the food was ready. He laid it out on a palm leaf and they shared. As they ate, he could tell she was getting more and more tired. Between the labor of making her bed, and all the walking and such searching for food, Eisen guessed that it might have been more physical activity than this woman had had in a long time. Even time in a gym can't prepare you properly for the kind of life you have to live out here.

He watched silently as the girl got up after the meal and stumbled toward the hut, he assumed to sleep. He didn't say anything to her, having a pretty good idea she'd be sleeping by the time he poked his head in to see how she was.

Night fell quickly, but there was a moon, and the Milky Way helped light things well, even on the darkest of nights. Eisen wandered out to the beach, where he stretched out on the sand and just looked up at the stars, remembering the day and the beautiful woman who had been in it. She'd come around, of that he hat little doubt. It might be a little cruel, but she was currently completely reliant upon him.

He fell asleep on the sand with the vision of her nude form in the forefront of his mind's eye...
 
When Brittany woke up she was sore all over. She'd used muscles all day that she never even touched in spin class or swimming laps. Last night when he asked her if she could swim she told him that she did laps twice a week. If it hadn't been for knowing how to swim she wouldn't have made it to his island. Even though in retrospect she did a lot of floating.

Slowly she climbed out of bed and her feet hit the ground. She reached down and took off her shoes, that she neglected to do the night before, and walked barefoot out of the hut heading to the spot they would relieve themselves. Then she headed on her own to the water hole where she dunked her head in the cold water reviving herself and becoming much more awake. While she was there she also drank a bit of water, feeling still dehydrated after yesterday.

When she made it back to camp she located Eisen, and let him know she was ready to go fishing whenever he was, and while she waited asked if there was time to gather some food for breakfast.
 
When the girl finally sought Eisen out next morning, he noted she'd left the shoes behind. That was good. Walking in this sand in those shoes had to be difficult, even without the heels.

Without preamble, she announced she was ready to go fishing, but followed close behind that with a desire for more food.

"Breakfast? Absolutely. Come on."

They spent some time gathering enough for a small meal. During that time, Eisen made a point to teach her as much about the island as possible. He only hoped it wasn't too much information all at once. He'd given himself months to learn everything, then at least a year applying it all, learning more yet. This was the crash course in learning to survive here.

When they'd finished eating, Eisen went inside and grabbed some items. Baskets and fishing lines and even a small net.

Holding up a basket, he said, "Made from grasses from another part of the island." A rope. "Coconut fiber. It's why I kept the husks from those coconuts we gathered yesterday. Very little is waste here. You can't afford to throw anything away."

He then led her to his boat and helped her in. Shoving off, he began to paddle toward his fishing and gathering spot.

"We have a little time, girl. Please, tell me about yourself on the way."
 
Eisen filled her mind with a lot of information as they gathered fruits and berries. He was very knowledgeable about what it took to survive here. She would need to know everything he could teach her if she was going to tell him to shove his "sir and girl" up his ass, and find a new place on the island for herself. The only thing that hindered this action, was that he had tools and she did not.

One of the best pieces of knowledge that shared with her, was that she could make rope from coconut fibers, and baskets by weaving grasses. It sounded like more work then she wanted to endeavor.

Following him to his boat. She took his hand that he offered to get in the boat. As he paddled he told her to tell him about herself. There was that word again "girl". She wanted to scream, but instead bit her lip to keep her temper in check. "There's not much to tell sir." she said lightly. A look from him told her that wasn't enough of an answer to sate his mind.

"My Daddy provides me with everything I need. I have my own penthouse apartment, I enjoy shopping, I live life by the seat of my pants, my life is full of whatever I could want. Or rather it was." In retrospect her life was really empty. In one day she had learned the feeling of accomplishment, and taking her life literally in her own hands.
 
Eisen saw her flinch slightly when he called her "girl." Still she said nothing, although her spine straightened and she inhaled sharply. If he could have seen her face, he was sure there would be a look of distaste there. What she didn't realize was that he wanted her to let her previous identity go. Here, who she was before didn't matter. It was who she could be that was important. Still, it was something she needed to discover on her own. She needed to learn, and every time he used her old name, it would just remind her of her previous life, and ran the risk of her reverting to her old ways and expectations.

While he paddled, he saw her shoulders droop, and she began giving him the short description of her life before the island.

It was very brief, and rather sad. From the sound of it, she hadn't really learned much in her short life. She had barely even lived. It sounded to him like she had never earned a thing, had never known what achievement really meant. It sounded like she felt she was simply owed everything and anything she wished. It just sounded empty to him. That emptiness was one of the reasons he had wanted to get away from the modern world.

After her little speech, she went silent and her shoulders drooped even more. He waited a little for her to say more and when she remained quiet, began, "Eisen is not my real name. I gave up that name when I left civilization. It was voluntary, something I did for myself. I don't know if it means anything, but I knew when I came here, I had the opportunity to be whoever I wished. So, I gave myself that name. If I return to the world at some point, I may return to my given name, but for now, Eisen is as good as anything."

By this time, they'd come to the place the fishing would take place. He picked up a rock with a rope tied to it from the bottom of the boat and dropped it over the side. He then tied the basket to his hip and motioned for the girl to follow him. He then jumped off into the water.
 
Brittney listened as he talked about renaming himself, and leaving his old identity behind. He had chosen this life of isolation, and didn't seem to regret it. It also became clear to her as they paddled out, they were truly alone out here. Her hope for rescue from this place and returning to the world she'd so taken for granted was dwindling quickly.

Each day he was teaching her new things to survive. Since she'd curved her attitude, it had been met with cordial interactions. She wanted to hate him, but his generosity was making it harder for her to do so.

She carefully climbed out of the boat into the water following him. The ocean was so blue and beautiful. Although the salt water burned her eyes at first, it was hard to dismiss the breathtaking view from beneath the surface. There was a ton of different sea creatures about and it was truly a wonderful experience. Her excitement though unable to speak beneath water was shown in the way of her pointing out different things and getting a big smile on her face.

At one point she grabbed Eisens hand and swam along side of him. She hadn't realized at first that she did it. It just felt natural so when she did notice she simply allowed herself to go with it, and enjoy their time in the water looking for fish.
 
In the water, she was radiant. What remained of her dress barely covered anything, but flowed in the gentle pulse of the tide here.

Though they couldn't speak, she caught on to his hand gestures quickly. Her time doing laps seemed to help, because she could stay under almost as long as Eisen could.

He showed her the shellfish to gather, and stopped her from taking every one from the bed. He'd explain to her when they got back up that it was necessary to leave enough of them so the bed could re-grow.

When she took his hand and grinned at him as they swam, he was a little surprised, but went with it. Her small, smooth hand felt good in his, and he liked the look of wonder on her face.

For some time, they just swam. His body screamed its arousal, and he once again grew stiff as they made their way through the water.

At one point, when they both came up for air, Eisen asked, "We've been swimming for some time. Are you ready to get back in the boat and do some fishing the old Tom Sawyer way? The ocean isn't going anywhere."
 
The time they spent in the water was wonderful. The beauty of the ocean and what lies beneath its surface was an eye opening experience. What made it even better was that she was sharing it with someone. Someone that understood and appreciated it. When they came up for water and he asked if she was ready to go fishing she was a bit sad to relinquish the experience. But he also reminded her it was always here to go back to.

Nodding she said naturally "Yes Sir", and with his help got back into the boat. She offered him her hand to help him back into the boat.

"Thank you so much for taking me here and showing this to me. It is so beautiful, I can't wait until we can go again sir."

There was a nice breeze that blew and she closed her eyes to enjoy its breath upon her face. "Sir, do you think you could help me fashion a bikini out of this dress when we're done with our chores and things?"
 
Eisen was pleased that she was so taken by what she had seen. Even though he could still sense some resistance, he could tell this place was wearing that resistance down.

"We'll be coming here again soon. This is where I get most of my protein. There's another spot around that edge that has some other things, but this has the most abundance. I'll have to show you how to weave your own collecting basket so we can get the job done more quickly."

As he said this, he tied a short length of rope to the basket, then gently lowered it into the water. Then a thought came to him, and he pointed out at the water.

"Do you see the line between here and the open water? That line extends all the way around the island. That's the dropoff. Beyond that is open ocean. Don't go past that line. I've only gone out there a couple times, and it's amazing how different the water is out there compared to here. It's almost like there's a wall. A boat this size wouldn't survive on that water for long. I had to go out there to rescue you, and I almost didn't make it back. I'm glad I did though, for my own sake as well as yours."

Warning given, he started to prepare his fishing equipment. He'd brought both a spear and a lure. While there was a skill involved with the lure, he felt the spear would be much more impressive. He felt the need to show this girl what he was capable of, even though he'd already done plenty of that.

Knowing her eyes were on him, he watched the water for movement of a large enough fish for them both. Patience paid off, because it was many minutes before one swam close enough to the boat for him to have a chance. He let fly and managed on the first throw. He breathed a sigh of relief, because even with all the practice he'd had, it often took several tries before he actually hit his target.

Pulling the spear back on its tether, he hauled the fish up and showed it with pride to the girl.

"Don't take more than you can eat," he said, before pulling the spear out, pulling up the basket with the shellfish in it, dropping the fish in it, then lowering the basket back down.

Picking up the paddle, he said, "Next time, we'll bring back fish to dry. When the weather's bad, foraging is no fun, and fishing's out of the question, so it's always good to have a little put away.

"And of course I'll help you. It would be my pleasure.

"Ready to head back?"
 
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"I look forward to coming back here again. It's so beautiful and reviving." she responded to his comment of returning. "Thank you Sir for bringing me"

"When I was little my father would send me to camp. We would learn things like basket weaving, developing pictures, horse back riding, canoeing, an oddly enough how to walk on stilts. I had almost forgot about that. They were happy memories. Although i don't remember any of those things I learned back then. But hopefully it's like riding a bike." Brittany responded to his comment about teaching her to basket weave.

"Got it, don't try to escape using this boat on the ocean or this time I really will drown" she said with a joking smile. She knew he was serious about the wall, but it was her attempt at humor.

"Oh my god you got it Sir!" she exclaimed with excitement as he pulled in the huge fish. "Does winter hit here? or only storms?" she questioned. "there's probably hurricane season, typhoon season or something like that i suspect. But I understand the reasoning about only taking what you can eat."

"Thank you Sir" Brittany exclaimed at his offer to help her with her bikini.

"Is there Aloe on the island Sir?" she questioned "I don't fair to well in the sun, and i'd like to treat my skin before it gets too dry and flaky. And yes Sir, i'm ready to go back to the island. What's our next task?"
 
As he paddled, Eisen said, "We'll find some aloe when we get back, and we'll take care of your clothing request at that time. We'll then work on preparing all this seafood. It isn't going to keep well in the heat, and while there is a deep cave that stays quite cold, it's a good way from camp. I would imagine you're starting to get hungry after all that swimming, in any event."

The wind was coming up. A storm was on its way.

"Winter here comes in as storm season. Monsoon. It's kind of miserable, foraging in the rain, but when you live like this, you do what you must. It's why I dry fish, as well as much of the other things I gather. I once went three days without food, it was raining so hard. Couldn't see my hand in front of my face once I got outside. I learned that time."

He then went back to something she'd said earlier. "I didn't peg you as a camp girl. I thought rich kids were just catered to from cradle to grave. It's a good thing, though, that you've at least been exposed to what, out here, are survival craft. Let's hope you remember some of what you learned as a girl."

Eisen jumped from the boat and dragged it onto the beach, then helped the girl disembark. "Help me pull it out of the water. A storm is on its way and I don't want to lose it."
 
"Alright Sir," she replied to his comment on the clothing and aloe. "I don't imagine much survives in this heat, and yes I'm a little hungry Sir."

Brittany listened to his comments about Winter and replied. "I like the rain, but i can see how that may be quite miserable after three days of it." "I think camp was a way for my father to have a babysitter for a couple weeks. It wasn't really camping like this. I mean we didn't sleep on the ground, we had cots in a bunkhouse type thing. Food was provided for us in a mess hall, we just had scheduled out door activities I guess you could say." She shrugged and took his hand to get out of the boat and upon request went to the other side of the boat and helped him haul it up on the shore a good ways back so it didn't drift off to sea in the storm.

With the boat now secure, she helped him haul their food up to the outdoor area he had set up as a kitchen. "where should I gather the aloe from? and how many sprigs do you think i'll need for my entire body sir?"
 
Eisen carried their catch to a tidal pool and lowered it in. He'd come back for it after some other business was taken care of.

"Come on. I'll help you with the aloe. We can do your bikini request at the same time."

He then took the girl's hand and led her into the jungle. After not too long, they reached a stand of aloe vera plants. They stood nearly to Eisen's waist.

"Bet you've never seen them this big. They like the heat here, and they get a lot more water than if they were in a desert."

He took his knife and cut a few inches worth of a leaf off. He then held it in his teeth while he silently, gently reached over and lifted the girl's dress over her head and off.
 
Brittany found she didn't mind when he took her hand and followed him through the forest to the large aloe plants. "No sir, I've never seen them this large before."she responded to his question.

She watched as he expertly cut the leaf and stick it in his mouth only to begin to raise her dress up. She lifted her hands up over her head and said nothing as he undressed her. A strange sensation rose over her as his fingers lightly brushed her skin in removing the garment.

Her nipples became hard and a little dew appeared between her freshly shaven pussy lips. A slight gasp escaped her lips as his fingers brushed the sides of her breasts.
 
No protest was made as Eisen undressed her. He'd expected a small whimper or some indication of dissatisfaction with his taking such a liberty, but obediently, she let him do as he liked. Whether it was trust or resignation, he wasn't sure. However, the erect state of her nipples and the gentle gasp of pleasure that escaped her lips as her body was revealed let him know she was his to do as he wished. While he was ready to discipline her for disrespect if necessary, he firmly believed in the adage: You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar.

For a moment, he simply admired the perfection of her body. When he took the bit of aloe leaf from his mouth and squeezed it gently to make it release its juice, then rubbed it into his palms.

"Soften them up a little for you," he apologized before handing her the leaf to free both his hands.

She looked a liitle surprised when he stepped in close instead of leaving her to apply it herself.

Silently, he began rubbing the aloe into her forehead and continued down her face, her ears, cheeks and on down.

"Got quite a bit of color, my girl," he said as he rubbed down her throat and around the back of her neck. "It's good we came in when we did."

Eisen then went over her shoulders and down her collarbones. Next came...

"May I?" he asked, giving her a significant look.
 
Although a bit shocked she didn't object to his stepping closer and applying the aloe himself. The cooling properties from the aloe helped considerably to cool her heated skin. His touch was also surprisingly firm and gentle. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations.

"yes sir, i'm afraid my skin isn't a big fan of the sun." she replied lightly as she enjoyed his touch. What was most surprising to her was that her body was still reacting to him. She was definitely close to becoming putty in his hands. Even though it was only her face, neck and shoulders she knew she wanted him to keep going, but would he?. She had been such an obstinate brat to him. Was she deserving of it ? And what was it?. This was all so new and confusing.

When he asked "may i?" her eyes opened to see his look. "yes sir" she replied obediently without though or hesitation, and perhaps with a bit of rasp in her voice.
 
The permission was granted as soon as she saw he was serious. They had known one another for only a few days: what Eisen intended was a big step, however innocent it may be.

Nevertheless, he had consent. He took the leaf from the girl's hand and squeezed more juice into his hands. Handing the leaf back once again, he started where he'd left off, letting his hands caress the aloe into the swell of her breasts, making sure not a bit of skin remained untouched.

The pliant flesh was heavenly: yielding yet firm. It had been some time since Eisen had felt such perfect tits, and his cock rose at the sensation.

The girl's nipples were so stiff, he clearly felt their hardness against his palms. He desperately wanted to pinch them and see what kind of reaction that got him, but once again his control prevented him from fucking this up. It was taking a tremendous amount of willpower to maintain such control, but if it gained him some ground with this woman, he could stand it.

Eisen found himself lingering perhaps a little too long on the girl's tits and felt his face get warm, which prompted him to continue past her breasts finally and continue.
 
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