Marble Skin

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As the sun filtered through the flowery curtains, I opened my eyes to the most beautiful sight in the world. She was glowing as if there was light within her. I watched as her ample bosoms rose and fell with each breath.

I reached out and touched her clear, marble-like skin, lightly brushed her soft, juicy lips which I enjoyed kissing and playfully pulled her hair to wake her up.

Slowly, she opened her eyes and turned towards me, fluttering her lashes.

"Good morning, handsome", she said and tickled my stomach. I giggled and said, "Goo, goo, blah blah".

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