Good Southern Boy

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"Did I do something wrong?" Judd asks confused.


"It's whatever." Yelena shakes her head.


"Okay." Judd says still confused. "Do you want me to drag you up to the pillows?"


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Yelena smiles.


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"Dirty girl." Judd teases.


"Fuck off Judd!" Yelena continues to smile.


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Yelena awkwardly crawls up to the pillows on her bed.


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Judd lifts one leg, dropping his full weight on half of the bed, and he almost bounces Yelena right off.


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"Jesus Judd!" Yelena laughs.


"Sorry." Judd chuckles.


"Oh let me see your hands once." Yelena sits beside Judd.


"Okay..." Judd holds up his hands.


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Yelena rests her hands against Judd's hands palm to palm.


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"See that's not comparable." Yelena shakes her head.


"Then what is?" Judd asks confused.


"Okay hold on, hold on!" Yelena snickers.


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Judd watches Yelena climb over his leg to sit in front of him.


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Yelena turns around so that her back faces Judd, she leans back against Judd, and then she grabs both of Judd's hands placing them on her breasts.


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Judd blushes almost immediately.


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Yelena laughs at how much of her breasts Judd's hand can actually hold.


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Judd shakes his head.


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"Wow! Somehow that's more than I had expected!" Yelena continues to laugh.


"What?" Judd asks surprised.


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Yelena moves Judd's hand, making Judd act like he's weighing each breast in his hands, and then she makes Judd squeeze one of her breasts before he pulls his hands away.

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