In her cousin's stead
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How the fuck did it end up like this? He had planned this two week trip so that he could finally charm his way in between her silky thighs and sate the desire bubbling through him everytime he laid eyes on her delectable form.
Now, he was here on the island, all the romantic shit was set up for the sex filled rendezvous but the girl of his wet dreams wasn't the one here. Nooooo!
It was her little cousin.
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