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It wasn’t until he was less than a couple yards that he saw her, eyes taking in the seductive backside, hips swaying slowly from side-to-side as she walked. He was blown away at the site before him, wearing what appeared to be an oversize red shirt, her long brownish-blond hair draping down the back of her shoulders; his eyes zeroing in on the firm rounds of her butt as a slight night wind blew the bottom of the shirt upward, revealing her lack of panties or any other piece of garment covering up her hot, mouthwatering asstribute.