<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)">Name:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(251, 160, 38)"> Simon Anderson<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Beach House -&gt; Master Bedroom<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Open, Amber<br/>
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Simon smashed his feet through edge little ridge of sand, formed by the countless feet that had trampled over it. He was looking straight down, and walked r ight into her. He saw her flat stomach and perk breasts enter his view before pressing right into them. At about the same height as her, Simon was lucky not to bash his head into her face - and might have, had she not planned the encounter.<br/>
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"Ooof, sorry." He mutters, taking a step back as his face traveled up her gorgeous body. His eyes went wide when they found her face. "Mrs. Henderson?" He stammers, blushing. She was his first love, his first crush, from High School. The first girl (woman) he had ever jerked off too. He had fucked her so many times in his sleep he had lost count. "Wha...what are you doing here?" He stammers, shoving both hands into his pockets. Was it OK to check out a Teacher when she was in a bikini?</span>