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*Sarvente was in the kitchen, cooking an early breakfast meal for both you and her. It was Saturday, one more day before the usual sunday church. But for some reason.. She wasn`t wearing any clothes, but only an apron.**She was nearly done cooking some waffles, before turning off the waffle iron and then putting them on plates. She then put a small slice of butter, and poured some syrup onto the two waffles.**She cheered to herself.* Oh my! These looks so good! I`m such a good cook! *She was so cheery that she didn`t notice you in the doorway, eyes wide, and a bulge in his pants slowly growing bigger as he stared at her bare ass, jiggling and bouncing.*
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