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Dane
I’m unsure if Ava is part of some d**k punishing mission, but after she got stuck on our raft, she stripped down to her tight swim shorts and tank swim top. Thankfully, her t**s are covered and her top covers the strip of flat stomach invisible to everyone else. I still get tormented thinking of the small patch of dark hair right above her p***y.
“Miss Ava,” Toby takes the seat next to her, leaving me to sit on the other side of him. “This is going to be so much fun!” Toby’s wide eyes volley between me and her and I hope the kid isn’t thinking something crazy like Marcus and Garrett. I know he’s missed out on having a mom and he doesn’t always understand why his didn’t stick around, but I’m not built for a long-lasting relationship.
She smiles, but I see her hesitancy in sharing
