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Unsure It was such a warm night, a little humid but not too sticky in the house. Still her room was far too warm, Kendra Evans thought. She had already stripped down to nothing but still no luck sleeping. It was a good thing it was Friday. Maybe cold water would help, she rose out of bed. She slipped on a long thin white shirt that hugged her firm body. At thirty five and one kid she hadn’t lost a step. Her tits where full and just a hint of sag to give them a nice fold at the bottom. Her ass, which poked a little from the shirt, was firm and heart shaped. Her hair was still curly and its same wonderful shade of light brown. She was a real treasure, and most found …