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His Wet T-Shirt

"Accidents do happen..."

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My hands grip the hem of your wet shirt as I slowly pull it up over your stomach.

Your arms rise as it moves up your chest and higher until your face is covered.

I lean in to quickly lick each nipple causing you to gasp.

I slowly stretch up against you but my arms can’t reach high enough.  You bend down so I can reach but I leave it on your head as a hat.

Chuckling, you pull it off, quickly grabbing the hem of my shirt saying “Your turn!”

Do you suspect I spilled your drink on purpose?

 

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Written by Kala44
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