Marina girls

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Peggy Gibson's large brown eyes widened in the darkness. The twelve-year-old's cheekbones reflected the moonlight. Her straight, thin nose flared at the salty wind. The marina's slippery wooden dock chilled her bare feet.

Peggy hadn't been able to sleep. The novelty of vacationing on a yacht excited her. A bumping noise against the hull had brought her up from her narrow bunk. The girl had covered her shorty nightgown with a jacket, but the breeze put goose bumps on her long, naked legs. Peggy impatiently swept her long brown hair out of the way. Something was going on in the boat next to hers, and she wanted to see it all. The pretty brunette crept closer.

Peggy stared through the oval porthole. She saw a slender, tanned leg flexed upward. A pretty blonde lay on her back on the thin mattress. Long, thick eyelashes fluttered, half hiding deep blue eyes. The blonde's red lips were opened to a sensuous oval. Her nostrils flared as her hands kneaded her firm, pink-nippled breasts. The glowing ivory of her huge tits blazed against her deep tan. Peggy saw a man's head buried between the long, tanned thighs.

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