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Name: Sara Turner
Age: 32
Long straight auburn hair
Peircing blue eyes
Weight 125
Dimensions : 36, 30, 36
Sara quickly tiptoed down the hallway, looking around quickly when the floor squeaked loudly beneath her feet. She waited a minute before she moved on, relieved that the noise had not wakened her husband who was snoring loudly in the room down the hall or her 18 year old son to whose room she was not headed. Slowly opening the door to the room, she looked in, pleased to find him fast asleep, the blankets gathered around his waist, his bare muscular back outlined by the moonlight streaming in the window. It had been so long since she had been with a man, her husband, being 20 years her senior usually came home each night and passed out, not paying attention to her. It was only recently that she had begun to notice her step son and his amazing body. Quietly she crept across the room to the side of his bed, taking a quick step back when he moved in his sleep, almost making a run for the door. What was she doing here, he was her step son from crying out loud, but, a flash of bare thigh that peaked out from under the blanker kept her rooted to the spot.
Age: 32
Long straight auburn hair
Peircing blue eyes
Weight 125
Dimensions : 36, 30, 36
Sara quickly tiptoed down the hallway, looking around quickly when the floor squeaked loudly beneath her feet. She waited a minute before she moved on, relieved that the noise had not wakened her husband who was snoring loudly in the room down the hall or her 18 year old son to whose room she was not headed. Slowly opening the door to the room, she looked in, pleased to find him fast asleep, the blankets gathered around his waist, his bare muscular back outlined by the moonlight streaming in the window. It had been so long since she had been with a man, her husband, being 20 years her senior usually came home each night and passed out, not paying attention to her. It was only recently that she had begun to notice her step son and his amazing body. Quietly she crept across the room to the side of his bed, taking a quick step back when he moved in his sleep, almost making a run for the door. What was she doing here, he was her step son from crying out loud, but, a flash of bare thigh that peaked out from under the blanker kept her rooted to the spot.