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Lisa Corbet crossed her arms tightly across her titties, shivering, rubbing her upper arms and peering out the front window of her mother’s upstairs apartment. The late October rain pelted the window, making it difficult for the girl to make out any figures through the gloom. It was only five o’clock in the afternoon, and already she had to flip on the light in the living room.
Janice, her mother, wouldn’t be coming home until ten-another “sorry dear, but I have to work late at the office. You know how Mr. Conklin is.” Lisa leaned forward and pressed her forehead against the glass. It wasn’t like that when her father was alive. But that was over a year ago. And now she was older, alone, and feeling oh so hot, so horny! Lisa shivered again. But it wasn’t the cold in the room this time making her shake.
She was tall, perky with long blonde hair nearly coming to her ass. Everything about her attracted a man’s attention-her round blue eyes, her long dark brown lashes, those full thirty-six inch titties jiggling bra-less in her pullovers, her small hips flaring out into a nice pair of rounded buttocks, and long, tapered legs promising a tight little pink virgin cunny at the end.
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