Kelly's Wet Reunion

Kelly's ex can't keep his eyes off her, her wet shirt clinging to her skin, outlining her pert nipples. He imagines her pussy, hot and wet, aching for him. Kelly, sensing his gaze, smirks, her hand casually brushing against her crotch. He can't take it anymore. He pins her against the wall, his hands roaming her body, feeling her wetness through her clothes. Kelly gasps, her head tilting back, exposing her neck. He nips at it, his hands now under her shirt, squeezing her breasts, making her moan loudly.

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