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His irises were a deep green and they incinerated mine without mercy. Indian sex I gave my hair a quick shake and then sauntered over to my stuff, passing as close to him as possible. “Hi” He said. Perhaps he was married, or had a girlfriend. The image of him this afternoon laying in the sun, the intense gaze we shared…it hasn’t left my mind all evening. I found the sweatshirt I had on was making me too hot so I removed it and draped it over my shoulders. He pushed himself up on his elbows and then dipped his head down to give me a long, passionate kiss, running his hands up and down the length of my body at the same time. Even with the sun gone it’s warmth lingered on. I wasn’t going to make the first move. “ I told him, looking him straight in the eye. He wrapped his hand around it and started stroking himself while gazing at my exposed body. His facial features were indiscernible in this darkness but I could feel the burn of his eyes. His facial features were indiscernible in this darkness but I could feel the burn of his eyes.

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