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The girls were all giggling and whispering excitedly as they looked at each other, trying to decide who would be next. Eventually, they all seemed to agree on Sara, and they pushed her forward, their hands on her back to encourage her.

Sara blushed, her long brown hair falling in her face as she stumbled forward, her wet dress clinging to her curves. A couple of the girls stepped forward to help her, and soon enough, they had lifted the dress up, revealing her round breasts to you.

You watched as Sara stepped onto the white marble platform, crawling forward on her hands and knees towards you. Her eyes were locked on yours, a mixture of excitement and nervousness in their depths.

As she crawled closer, you could feel your cock hardening under her touch, the pressure of her weight against you making it throb with need. She reached the platform and positioned herself over your hard bulge, her hips grinding against you as she settled into place.

She touches the outside of her hole to the tip of your penis, and