A cartoon caper

[Fionafan]

This story began on a teen fiction forum for Ben 10, but gradually grew into something a little too adult for the readers there. Dads may know Ben 10, and his cousin Gwen, and may even have heard of Gwen’s deadly enemy Charmcaster. The two teenagers have numerous confrontations in the cartoon series, and by the time my story happens, Gwen is just 18 and Charmcaster turned 20. Both are beautiful, while Charmcaster is a little taller, stronger, and rougher.
The background to this scenario is that Charmcaster has been repeatedly fighting and beating Gwen Tennyson, while Ben has been away on a mission. Usually Gwen has special powers, but in Charmcaster’s presence these are nullified. Charmcaster is an evil but beautiful young woman with the powers of a sorceress. Before this scene Charmcaster had seduced Gwen’s boyfriend, and with him commenced on a reign of crime with Ben 10 away, and Gwen not up to the task of stopping her.
Charmcaster was keen to inflict another defeat on Gwen in front of her growing number of followers and had asked them to suggest the next venue for a fight, dragging a subdued Gwen by her hair. Before they had decided, Charmcaster decided for herself to take Gwen onto the beach.
This episode of Ben 10 would require more than the usual 13 rating. The story may appear on other Ben 10 related forums in one form or other, but may have a wider audience here. All characters in the story are fictional.

Since Charmcaster, Gwen and the group of chattering teenagers were standing amidst the tables and chairs of the beach cafe it seemed ideal to take Gwen down onto the beach and see what fun could be had there. Most of the teenagers who had gathered around were dressed for the beach anyway, even if Gwen wasn’t. Gwen struggled in Charmcaster’s grip, her hair held tightly, and the taller villainess gave the redhead’s long shining hair a sharp tug as a warning to stop struggling.
“We are going to the beach boys and girls” announced the stunning purple and silver clad villainess. “First though, we need to dress this Barbie doll here in something appropriate”.
There was a ripple of approval from the group. They all gathered round as Charmcaster made Gwen stand still next to her, in the centre of the circle of onlookers.
“Raise your arms in the air Gwen!” ordered Charmcaster, and Gwen dutifully did as she was told, standing apart from Charmcaster arms raised, chest thrusting out, while everyone around jostled to get the best view.
Charmcaster cast a spell, and a purplish haze wafted around Gwen briefly. As it dispersed, there was a gasp as Gwen’s sneakers, jeans and tee shirt, and underwear faded away to be replaced, in a sudden burst of purple tinged light, by a teeny black thong and matching bikini top.
Whistles of appreciation came from both the boys and the girls in the watching group. They knew Gwen had developed into a seriously hot looking heroine but it was only when they saw her in the skimpy bikini that they realised just how amazing her body was. Combined with that pretty face, wild lustrous hair, and sensual cat like grace Gwen was not just hot, she was stunning.
Charmcaster let everyone drink in the sight of Gwen stripped to reveal her almost unprotected body. The thong exposed the heroine’s taut round bum cheeks deliciously. The bikini top revealed enough of her breasts to satisfy those in the group eagerly assessing their shape and the way they jutted unsupported from her ribcage said quite a lot about their consistency. The bikini top was a string type, with cups that were in effect just small triangles of material designed to cover only the small area of flesh immediately around the nipples. The inner and outer curve of each half melon breast was deliciously bare. The bikini itself was made out of the most exquisite silky smooth material which made it look as though it had been spray painted on to her.
Some of the group began to chant “Fight! Fight! Fight!” anticipating witnessing Charmcaster forcing the stunning bikini clad beauty to fight her. They were surprised at what happened next.
“I am not going to fight you again” shouted Gwen firmly, looking round at Charmcaster.
“Enough is enough. Send these people home”.
“Oh I don’t think so my beauty” said Charmcaster, patting Gwen’s rubbery bum cheeks with her hand and making them quiver. “These good people are here to see me defeat the great Gwen Tennyson, again, and don’t you think they deserve satisfaction?”
“These people have become twisted by your evil you witch!” responded Gwen, allowing Charmcaster to fondle her without response.
“Did you hear that!” called Charmcaster, brushing a hand through Gwen’s hair and stroking a smooth cheek. “Maybe you should decide. Should I send you all home, or should I teach this Barbie doll some manners and fight her for you?”.
“Fight her!” was the unanimous response from everyone.
Gwen was shocked at the lust emanating from the group of 18 and 19 year olds for battle. She looked around them, seeing a mix of athletic guys and pretty toned girls all displaying hot beach bodies in their Speedo shorts or bikinis.
“I will not fight you Charmcaster. You cannot make me.”
The villainess growled in anger. She wanted Gwen to respond. She wanted to beat the red head senseless, but she wanted Gwen to try and make a fight of it. Here she was spoiling her fun. Well she would show her.
“Let’s see if I can persuade you then!” said Charmcaster and followed by her group of followers she began to force march Gwen down the beach holding the heroine’s left arm up behind her shoulder blades.

After about fifty metres or so they came upon a sprinkling of people sunbathing. Charmcaster scanned them quickly and found exactly what she was looking for. Lying on a large beach towel next to her husband (judging from their rings) was a very beautiful woman, probably in her 30s, with light brown hair, sensuous blue eyes, and a lovely well cared for body. She was obviously confident in displaying her curves because she wore a revealing expensive looking bikini. She was toned, lightly tanned, manicured and very hot. Charmcaster expertly assessed her figure as a 35c 24 36, and judged that the c cup breasts within the light blue bikini top were just as she liked, firm and round, like two large half melons thrusting out from a sleek smooth torso. No tan lines, an unblemished honey coloured skin, and a light coating of oil all combined to make this woman the perfect choice.
Her husband was athletic looking, dark haired and of similar age. If the couple had children they were not present, and there was no legacy evident from the woman’s gorgeous body.
Charmcaster waved her hand and a spell was cast. It formed a feint purple sphere around the husband which would restrain him indefinitely until Charmcaster removed it. The woman lay on her front reading, unaware of Charmaster’s approach, but when the villainess knelt beside her and reached into her bag, the woman gasped in surprise and tried to turn. With one arm twisting the shocked woman’s arm up behind her back pinning her, Charmcaster read from a card she had found.
“Caroline ” it says here. “Presumably this is your husband ?”
“What?” gasped Caroline, “Dan!” and the woman twisted and struggled. Her attacker was hurting her arm though, and looked strong and slightly frightening. There was something evil in those eyes thought Caroline.
“He can’t help I’m afraid, and you my hot looking friend are my warm up act”.
Caroline was here on vacation, and had no idea what was going on. Still she was not easily panicked, and felt herself a capable woman. This girl looked no more than 20 (an accurate guess) and who was she to threaten her.
“My friends are over there and you can’t get away with this. I don’t have money on me at the beach if that is what you want.” Said Caroline, as Charmcaster let her up to her knees.
“Where are your friends? Point them out!” said Charmcaster.
Caroline pointed to where a tall muscular man with slightly thinning hair lay next to a model like brunette.
“And who is she?” asked Charmcaster, intrigued at not having herself noticed this beautiful woman.
“Fiona, and she is with her husband, but why should I tell you their names.”
“Because I demanded it!” said Charmcaster slapping Caroline across her face. “The full name!”
“Fiona T****” gasped Caroline holding her hand to her stinging cheek. The girl had hit her. She couldn’t believe it.
Charmcaster raised another spell which caused a further restraining field to surround Fiona and her husband.
“Thank you” said Charmcaster, going to kneel down facing Caroline on the beach towel, about two feet apart.
“Gwen! Will you fight me?” the villainess called up to where Gwen was watching looking worried.
“I said no” said Gwen.
Charmcaster turned back to face the beautiful older woman and reached out her clenched fist and brushed it against the woman’s lovely smooth belly.

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[Fionafan]

Caroline drew in a breath, suddenly scared. “Dan, help me!” she called. Realising Dan was unable to respond she called out to her friend, “Fiona! Get help, please, Fiona.....”
The calling out was cut off in mid flow as Charmcaster punched her fist into Caroline’s slick belly, a little gasp of pleasure escaping her lips as she experienced the thrill of the contact with Caroline’s bare flesh.
The effect on Caroline was beautiful. The fist thudded against the toned stomach, enough to surprise and hurt a little, and the beauty closed her eyes and let out the softest sexiest gasp.
“Ooooh you make sexy noises! That is a bonus” said Charmcaster, drawing back her fist again.
Caroline rocked back on her haunches, still kneeling, but her head tipped forwards as she tried to regulate her breathing. Charmcaster reached out and roughly tipped Caroline’s head back, holding it there so that it didn’t obstruct her view. Before Caroline had collected her thoughts, Charmcaster looked briefly at Gwen, and then swung another punch, crisply thudding into Carolines side. This one made Caroline moan, and she curled sideways grimacing, but responding by trying to grab Charmcaster’s wrist.
“Naughty, naughty!” said Charmcaster, chopping the edge of her right hand into the muscle of Caroline’s left arm.
Caroline squealed, her face displaying her fear and shock. Her bright blue eyes were big and wide.
Charmcaster prepared, then swung her shoulders and delivered a left right combination of punches into the centre of Caroline’s beautifully sculpted stomach. The fists thudded home into the tautly resilient flesh, drawing a mewl of pain from Caroline, whose face creased, and whose big blue eyes closed tightly as her torso absorbed the punishment.
Gwen watched in horror as Charmcaster thumped Caroline, noting the resilience, and realising that Caroline was obviously in superb shape. Still Caroline had to place her hands on the sand to prevent herself from toppling over. Charmcaster adjusted her position, waited to see Caroline open her eyes and turn her head to search her out, then the 20 year old hammered her right fist hard into the woman’s belly again, allowing herself the pleasure of grinding her knuckles into the woman’s smooth flesh as Caroline mewled and collapsed against her.
“No!” gasped Gwen.
Charmcaster turned her head, smiled at Gwen, then began to piston her right fist square against the flat of Caroline’s smooth belly, drawing a mewl from the woman with every punch. Caroline was on her knees, her arms and head slumped around Charmcaster as if in an embrace, leaving her belly unprotected. The villainess beat the flat of her fist repeatedly into the woman’s toned belly, smashing any resistance out of Caroline with her strong muscular arm and hard fist. She knew how to work a beautiful stomach too. The punches were measured, to allow Caroline to emit her sexy little mewl after each one. She punched around the stomach, softening it equally rather than focusing on just one spot.
Still Gwen hesitated. Was it fear of taking another fierce beating or was it the shame of being beaten in front of all these people? She saw Charmcaster dominate Caroline, and delight her followers by smashing the bikini clad beauty to the sand with a series of crisp punches to the face.
Caroline whimpered and sprawled forwards, on her knees, with her arms out in the sand, her chest and face pressed to the warm sand. She tried to look at Dan for help, but he was oblivious to her suffering. Charmcaster stood up and walked round the woman, looking for her next target. She sliced a kick into the woman’s side, crunching her foot into Caroline Homes’ sleek bared ribcage. The blow knocked Caroline onto her side and opened up her belly again. Charmcaster knee dropped Caroline’s stomach and lower abdomen, forcing the woman to cough and convulse as she sprawled on her back in the sand. Charmcaster straddled Caroline, and began to punch down into her slick oily belly, hammering it with both fists. Again Caroline closed her bright blue eyes and mewled.
The group of followers were getting excited watching Charmcaster beating up this beautiful bikini clad woman, calling out advice, cheering every punch.
Gwen watched as Charmcaster punished Caroline's belly. The punches smacked wetly into the bared oily skin. Caroline writhed helplessly between Charmcaster’s shapely thighs, while Gwen watched uncertainly.
She should help this woman. She knew she should walk down and fight Charmcaster and rescue Caroline but then what would really happen. She would try. Charmcaster would overpower her, and beat the stuffing out of her, and probably still beat Caroline just for fun. If she continued to refuse to fight Charmcaster might just get bored and move on.
As if anticipating Gwen’s thoughts, Charmcaster climbed off Caroline, leaving her convulsing in the sand, and spoke to Gwen.
“Are you going to stop me babe? I’ll beat her then continue with her friend over there if you don’t change your mind!” said Charmcaster harshly, taking Caroline by the hair.
“I told you I will not fight you again” said Gwen softly.
“Then let’s have some more fun shall we,” said the villainess. Firstly she pulled Caroline up to her feet where she managed to stand if a little unsteadily while Charmcaster walked round her eying her body up and down. Caroline was rightly scared of this girl. She was powerfully built and strong too. She knew that she stood little chance of success defending herself, but still she raised a sort of guard. Charmcaster smiled, and formed clenched fists, enjoying seeing Caroline catch her breath when she saw. The 20 year old rolled her shoulders, then curled a right hook under Caroline’s guard and into her side. Caroline gasped and staggered a little, lowering her guard instinctively. Gwen winced when she saw Caroline drop her guard knowing what was coming next. Charmcaster speared a right jab straight into the centre of Caroline’s left breast, slamming the nipple hard into the mound through the flimsy material of the bikini top. Her fist compressed the delicious breast against Caroline’s ribcage, though the small amount of compression pleasantly surprised the 20 year old. Caroline had beautifully firm natural breasts it seemed, very like Gwen’s, and very nearly as enticing as the pair of exquisite d cup mounds Charmcaster had seen on Fiona Taylor’s chest. The soft kitten like mewl of anguish excited Charmcaster and seeing Caroline totter back a step, her eyes wide in shock, she compensated her footing, and swung again, curling a perfectly placed uppercut into the underside of the same rubbery breast, smashing the half melon momentarily out of its protective cup. The villainess saw in that instant that the brown nipple was hardening under the unwanted attention from her fist. Caroline mewled again, and looked panic stricken now. She tried to cover her breasts but Charmcaster tore her slender arms away and zeroed in on the defenceless breasts. The vicious 20 year old smacked a series of weakening punches into each of Caroline’s gorgeous breasts, her knuckles beating into the springy breast meat. With each punch Caroline wilted a little more. She fell to her knees at last and sobbed openly, her arms crossed over her softened up breasts.
“Please...” she whispered “Please no more”.
“Has she had enough?” shouted Charmcaster hauling Caroline up to her feet by her near perfect breasts.
“No!” came the immediate reply from the crowd of excited teenagers watching.
“So who wants a go on her?” shouted Charmcaster smiling evilly.

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[Fionafan]

Gleefully each member of the group that was crowded round the fight scene came forward one at a time to smack a punch into some part of Caroline’s beautiful body. Some smashed their fists with expert precision into her belly or into a quivering breast, others were less proficient. One or two took her by the hair and beat her face. By the end, with Gwen still watching in horrified silence, Caroline Homes had been beaten into a submissive heap of exquisite feminine flesh.
At this point Charmcaster released her husband who it was obvious had been able to see the whole of the events unravelling, but had been unable to move a muscle to respond. She spoke into his ear for a while and his face screwed up into a grimace. Gwen wondered what Charmcaster had said. How could this get any worse.
“Oh no” gasped Gwen as she realised that Charmcaster had probably threatened to destroy Caroline and maybe her friend Fiona too unless Dan did as she instructed.
Dan slowly moved on his hands and knees over to where Caroline lay on her back gulping in the air. When he was beside her, he drew his knee back, and drove his knee into his wife’s ribs in a crunching blow. Caroline groaned and tried to crawl away, but Dan pulled her back by her hair, and smacked a punch hard into Caroline’s belly. She mewled again pitifully, and Dan hit her across her breasts partially ripping away the bikini top from the left breast. He pulled her to her knees where she obediently stayed, with her arms hung limp at her sides, allowing Dan to systematically lash her left breast until suddenly it sprang free of the bikini top. There was a loud cheer from the crowd as they witnessed the baring of Caroline’s full round breast. Dan, with tears in his eyes, punched the breast again and again, driving his wife down to the ground. He continued to pound the hard brown nipple into the springy breast meat, while Caroline sobbed and mewled sexily. He straddled her and used both fists. Caroline jerked and quivered as she was struck.
Surely Charmcaster could see now that she would not fight. Surely she would call an end to the beating. Gwen felt guilt with every blow that smacked into Caroline.
“Stop it!” Gwen shouted. It changes nothing. She’s got nothing left now. You have beaten her. Let us all go.
Charmcaster’s answer was to haul Caroline to her feet and make Dan hold her by her upper arms to steady her and stop her from falling. Standing in front of the beauty, Charmcaster looked into Dan’s eyes, and began to punch his gorgeous wife all over again. Dan closed his eyes, but could not cut out the sound Charmcaster’s fists made as they smacked wetly into bared belly flesh, or into glistening breast meat. Nor could he cut out the soft mewls and kitten like sobs his wife made as she was punched. He felt himself growing a little aroused in the unusual circumstances.
The contest between his wife and this amazon like 20 year old had been a non event. Caroline had simply been dominated from the start, and given a considerable beating. He was strangely drawn to Charmcaster. Soon he found that he was voluntarily joining in working over his beautiful wife just to try and impress Charmcaster. Such was her evil influence.
They took it in turns to punch Caroline from one to the other, her bikini top long since relegated to the beach towel, her jutting nipples now legitimate targets for both male and female opponents. Again and again those nipples were punched into their respective half melons of breast meat, drawing ecstatic cheers from the twisted group of onlookers.
Caroline lolled from one to the other, walking into their punches and being spun round to take more and more.
Still Gwen refused to come to her aid.
One solid punch to the face snapped Caroline’s head sideways, spinning her around. As she tottered, Charmcaster struck her across the other side of her face, snapping her head back the other way, and dropping Caroline to her knees. The 20 year old watched for a second judging her timing, then lashed a kick across Caroline’s unprotected face, smashing the woman to the sand. Unbelieveably Caroline was still conscious. Her head turned a little as she lay there, and Charmcaster walked round the beauty and smashed a hard kick again across Caroline’s face. This time Caroline lay still, her face bloodied, unconscious.
Gwen looked unsure. Charmcaster was in no mood to delay matters.
It was time to fetch Fiona.
Charmcaster brought the pretty brunette with the amazing body over. Fiona was a little shorter than Caroline, with slightly bigger rounder breasts, a similar waspish waist, and equally shapely legs. Her bum was even sexier than Caroline’s. Everyone gathered around Charmcaster and Fiona as the villainess looked over Taylor’s smooth skinned bikini clad body.
“You know what will happen next Gwen don’t you?” she gave Gwen a chance to stop the fight.
Gwen shook her head miserably.

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[Fionafan]

"If that is the way you want it Gwen, fine." and Charmcaster turned to face the luscious Fiona .
"Mmmmmm now this is going to be fun" whispered Charmcaster as she drooled over Fiona's beautiful bikini clad body. Fiona felt helpless, her eyes wide in shock at the circumstances she found herself in. She had seen this vicious 20 year old destroy her best friend Caroline and Caroline was a pretty fit woman! She glanced about desperately at the crowd around her but there as not a sympathetic soul amongst them. The young villainess clenched her fists and took a step closer to Fiona, who reacted by taking a step backwards herself and raising her arms protectively. Charmcaster stepped forwards again, and reached out to take a hold of Fiona's hair. The smaller woman gasped and raised her hands to Charmcaster's wrist. The villainess smiled coldly, and jerked Fiona's head back. Then, the 20 year old drew back her free hand, fist clenched. Fiona squirmed to free her hair, then felt sharp pain as Charmcaster's fist thudded against her stomach. Fiona had not been hit like that since she had been a schoolgirl. Bravely Fiona tried to fight back, kicking out at the 20 year old, and catching her in the thigh. Charmcaster growled and twisted Fiona's hair violently backwards tipping Fiona's face up to the sky. The 20 year old then punched upwards into the underside of Fiona's left breast, almost smacking the firm mound out of its bikini cup!

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[Fionafan]

The two women had very different reactions to the first breast punch. Fiona closed her eyes, opened her mouth and let out a sexy gasp, almost unbalancing as her breast quivered with the blow, while Charmcaster luxuriated in the thrill of feeling her fist smack into Taylor’s half melon of firm breast meat.
Charmcaster left go of Fiona’s hair, and before the brunette had realised what was coming next, she walked closer and smashed her raised thigh into Fiona’s bare stomach, knocking the wind out of her sexy opponent. Again dragging the woman’s’ head back by her hair to force her to raise her arms up, the villainess held Fiona for a few seconds, then clenched her other fist, and curled another uppercut into the underside of Fiona’s vulnerable left breast. The perfectly timed punch succeeded in smacking the round breast completely out of Fiona’s bikini, ripping the bikini open in the process. The bikini remained clinging wetly to Fiona’s right breast, but ripped in two, her left breast sprung free and quivered sexily on her sleek ribcage. The delicious looking brown nipple had hardened and stood proud of the half melon breast like a turret.
Fiona cried out again, desperately trying to resist, but the 20 year old was very strong and knew exactly what she was doing.
“Do you want some of her Gwen?” she shouted up to the gorgeous redhead, flicking Fiona’s nipple with a look almost of contempt.
“Don’t hurt her please” begged Gwen.
“You know what you have to do, but anyway, I think I want to enjoy myself now. Come here Fiona”.
Fiona was hurt, and desperate, but still she had hope that soon someone would come to her aid. Surely this girl couldn’t just pick fights on a public beach and totally destroy one woman, then pick on another! It was unbelievable. Someone would call the police.
Charmcaster hit Fiona again, into the side of her ribcage, a real crunching blow. She followed with a jab which compressed Fiona’s bare left breast against her chest. Fiona gasped again and staggered. Charmcaster reached out and ripped Taylor’s bikini top from her other breast, so that now, she had Fiona just as she liked, topless.
Now Charmcaster started to work Fiona over, hooking punches two fisted into the topless beauty, pummelling Fiona ’s stunning body.
It was a treat for the crowd who cheered wildly.

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[Fionafan]

The group of excited followers all thrust forwards to see Charmcaster punch Fiona. The brutal 20 year old drew soft sexy gasps from Fiona's succulent lips by using her fists on her.

"Oh you make nice noises too!" said Charmcaster, lashing a right hook into Taylor's springy firm left breast.

Fiona's face creased in anguish and she tried to turn away, but Charmcaster grabbed her shoulder and flipped her back. The villainess drilled a jab into Taylor's left nipple, then smacked the half melon with a crisp uppercut. Taylor moaned and sank back against the wall. Charmcaster shifted her stance a little then beat Fiona against the wall, mainly focusing on the left breast. It was brutal. Fiona was trapped and couldn't escape no matter if she had the energy or not. There was no resilience in the wall and her firm springy breasts were taking the full impact of Charmcaster's punches. The 20 year old worked Fiona over like a pro. Her punches ripped into Fiona's gorgeous breasts. Many in the crowd were videoing the fight to drool over later.

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[Fionafan]

Inevitably Fiona's sleek legs eventually gave as her body was punched repeatedly and she began to slide down to her knees. Charmcaster yanked her back up and pinned her across the throat with her left for arm. The crowd closed in to witness the 20 year old girl hammer Fiona's belly and breasts with pro style punches, lashing her hard fists into Fiona's beautiful slick topless body, making Fiona judder and quiver as each punch smacked home into the smooth bare female flesh.

Shoulders worked hard and Charmcaster gave sharp grunts as she drove the punches into Fiona. She began to beat Fiona's beautiful face as well as her gorgeous body, smashing Fiona brutally. Fists beat across Fiona's face, snapping it from side to side and opening up several cuts which soon were spraying red droplets of blood into the air when the 20 year olds punches hammered into them. Fiona's face soon looked like a red mask, and her breasts and belly were marked with red splotches of her own blood when Charmcasters dripping red fists hammered into them.

The beating had become grisly to say the least, with blood lust driving Charmcaster on to completely destroy Fiona. She dragged the beauty out from near the building and threw her down on the beach. Then she started kicking Fiona. After a period when several kicks had thudded into a senseless unmoving body, Charmcaster dragged the unconscious Fiona to the sea and held her half submerged in the light waves. The water around Fiona became bloody, but it did serve to revive her. Fiona's nipples dripped water, as hard as could be in the cool water, and she spluttered and coughed.

Charmcaster hauled the gasping beauty back up the beach and took her to the wall again. It was like round two. Again Charmcaster delighted in destroying Fiona's hot body, ignoring her cleaned up face for now. She went for Fiona's stomach and ribcage, hammering lefts and rights two fisted into the glistening female. Fiona's head spun, and she felt numb. She had been reduced to the role of a gorgeous semi naked punching bag. She mewled softly as again those hard fists churned over her smooth firm torso, working up and down her fabulous body from her beautifully sculpted abdomen to her quivering round D cup breasts.

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