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Joyce was a beautiful woman, not yet thirty-three, not in the least vain about her exceptional good looks. She was unlike many truly beautiful women in that she was gifted with an erotic mind and a strong desire to satisfy her boiling sexual hungers. She knew that many beautiful women were selfish, demanding tribute to their looks, and she had heard most were cold when it came to fucking, true fucking.
But not Joyce. She had a beautiful face and a beautiful body and a hot ass and a constantly wet cunt . . . and an overwhelming desire to indulge in wild, exciting sexual acts. Nothing was perverse as far as she was concerned, as long as she and her partner enjoyed it and had fun. She was not in the least shy or inhibited once involved, eager to try anything and everything.
Her waist was as slender and narrow as any high-school girl’s, and her stomach was flat, with a dimpled belly button. A very thin line of dark hair grew from it, down toward the lush, thick triangle of her cunt hair. Her hips were round, her legs shapely and slender. Her ass swelled and rounded out tightly, the asscheeks smooth and creamy, with a deep, enticing asscrack.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.