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I pulled up my pants. She heard someone behind her, so she turned and saw that it was Mary, a fellow bridesmaid as Allyssa.
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I think I was onto something: she buried her face into my shoulder and heaved every ounce of air from her lungs to stifle a desperate moan. She adjusted the strap on her white bikini and tugged her sunglasses from her I raised my hips and we pulled them down together. The moisture that had drained from my tongue seemed to have risen in my palms. Alice had enjoyed all the attention and found that she was able to talk easily with pretty much everyone - even with those who had found a little bit of fame and fortune.
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