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She pulled out a cup and a packet of cocoa mix. "Hope cocoa is OK."

Jen walked over to the edge of the stand, purposefully brushing past him and thrust the cup into the rain. "Rain water is so good for cocoa, very natural." She said as she leaned out further into the rain to fill the cup. "Damn!" She yelled free sites incest in mock surprise.

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"Well just look at me." She turned to show him and he saw the front of her shirt was totally wet now and her huge tits underneath clearly visible. "And I gave you the last of the T Shirts." She jut out her lower lip in a pout. Then she placed the cup and cocoa on the counter and stripped off both her shirt and her bra underneath in one move. "I hope you don't mind." She said in feigned innocence.