Standing at the window
she lets her towel slip
A little bit of bush
and a little bit of tit
She runs her pretty fingers
down her curvy waist
puts them in her pussy
takes a little taste
tweaking both her nipples
teasing on her clit
she felt herself grow wetter
all along her slit
curtains wide open
in more ways than one
fingers moving faster
having so much fun
moment's drawing nearer
her body's going taught
she slips over the edge
at the thought of getting caught
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