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She's a canvas waiting to be touched, her body a masterpiece of luscious curves. With a generous squeeze of lotion, she starts at her shoulders, the scent of vanilla filling the air. Her hands slide down, cupping her heavy breasts, her fingers tracing the underside, making her moan softly. She continues, her hands slipping over her round ass, the lotion making her skin slick. Every inch of her is ready, her body aching for more, as she teases herself, her fingers inching closer to her wet, throbbing core.