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She was such a sexy, raven-haired little nymph at her core, and it was never more apparent than when she pranced around freely in her bra and panties.

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Once again, time on the clock was ticking away and Maisie Williams was taking an eternity to get herself ready.

Of the few, and I do mean very few, drawbacks to dating a celebrity, one of them was that every social outing required several hours of preparation, moreso than even the most vain, average female citizen.

Tom noted that she still hadn’t even put clothes on yet, still wearing the same pair of peach colored panties and matching lace bra that she had been frolicking around in hours ago.

Nonetheless, his eyes drifted up and down her small, slender frame hungrily, spending several seconds studying her puffy little pussy mound between her thighs, bulging against her lace boyshorts.

Now he was naked from the waist down and Maisie could not take her eyes off of his big dick, enraptured by it, her one hand still working feverishly at her young, dripping snatch as the other wrapped itself around the base of his throbbing slab of cockmeat.