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A fire which needed quenching.“A moon.Or to your mother?”With the exception of a pair of gleaming eyes peering at us from the shaded recess behind the desk, the assessor himself was as invisible as the lurking trolls who live under the bridges in fairy tales.And on it goes.Sandy stirred from her daydream; her fingers were now working faster on her clit as she was nearing her climax.“Mother?” I gasped, instinctively squaring my shoulders, “What are you doing here?!”pile onto the floor.Of course, ever since I’d left the boat my nipples had been rock hard.It was hot, so hot.He pulled away suddenly and everything just stopped.It is a quiet beach, particularly during the week and I haven’t seen too many guys surfing there so chances were that I’d have the place to myself.Before she’s done The Mystery Man can’t resist playing a little with her ass, kneading it, kissing it, licking it.“Having a bit of a wardrobe malfunction there?” Tabatha’s voice scared the livin