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"I want to," she said. "Now sit down here and close your eyes." I did what she told me and sat. "Why do I have to close my eyes?" I asked, but did it anyways. "Because I want it to be a surprise," she said. I heard her shift around a bit and then I felt her stand in front of me. "Okay you can open them now," Kate said. Instead of a box I expected her to be holding out for me, Kate stood there wearing a tiny white bikini. Her top barely held her enormous breasts. The bikini cups were obviously meant to be worn by someone with much smaller breasts because only her nipples were covered while the rest of her flesh was exposed. I gazed down her flat abdomen to her equally small bikini bottom and I could see a wisp of her trimmed blonde beaver. "Well what do you think?" she asked and then turned around for me. It was a thong bikini and exposed the firm round flesh of her ass. "Kate I don't understand. That bikini is not for me is it?" I nervously said with a half hearted laugh,.

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