Lesbian Worship:>67

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I put my hand on the door and took several deep breaths before pushing it open and walking inside. All the curtains were drawn and the lights were low, there were a few candles burning. My mouth was hanging open a little as I took in the scene. "Hi, baby." My eyes fell over Taylor, who was sitting calmly in a chair, one leg crossed over the other. She was staring at me, which made my mouth go dry. I set my overnight bag next to the door and stepped forward, removing my sandals and folding my hands in front of me. Taylor stood up and walked toward me, her eyes locked on mine. She was wearing a pleated white shirt, with the collar and several buttons undone, along with an untied bow tie hanging around her neck. Her black slacks hugged her slim, feminine hips and powerful thighs. She clos

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