Daddy's own sweets

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Harry Chambers had only half an erection. He was damned if he could figure why, considering he had never been surrounded by so many naked women in his life. He would have expected his cock to be jutting out like the bowsprit of an old sailing vessel, or like the heavily swaying harpooner's basket at the prow of a modern whaling ship-the cannon loaded and ready to shoot its load into the next rolling target. He realized then, that his hard-on wasn't due to the general scenery, but solely to the woman beside him. Which was understandable, since she put every woman in sight to shame. Karen had a body right out of an ad extolling the healthful virtues of nudism.

Her skin was an even golden tan, from her head to her feet, and all the interesting places in between. Like her breasts. She had breasts out of a dream: marvelous, heavy, lush impressive boobs. They had just enough sag to make him itch to lift them. They were all the more dramatic because of the contrasting slenderness of her torso.

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