The tile floor was cold beneth her bare feet as she walked into the open bathroom in her first-floor bedroom. Hannah's straight chestnut brown hair reached the curve of her back, the tips softly grazing above her perfectly lifted ass as it swayed with each step.
She loved being nude around her house. The feeling of the air against her bare skin turned her on and made her pink nipples harden.
Hannah looked into the mirror, admiring her reflection. She worked hard for her body. It wasnt ripped or boney, but a nice flat tummy and lean muscles show how much she accomplished.
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Across the street there was a frontyard bonfire going on. They had one every week, all they did was drink, tell dirty jokes, and was a little loud every now and then but tonight they were quieter than usual. The tall man sat facing Hannah's house in their cirle and watched her through the open window. He smiled in delight, his cock growing harder.
"What the fuck are you staring at?" the man with the shaved head barked seriously then laughed. He's obviously drunk.
The tall man laughed and pointed to Hannah's window.
"I'm not looking at you, dumb shit. Look at that. In the window. The girl with the brown hair. She's completely naked!"
They all turned around and wooed.
"Hey shut the fuck up! She might notice and close the window!"
She still didn't turn to them and he sighed in relief.
Each of the 7 guys turned thier chairs completely to watch her, all of thier cocks growing with each movement she made.
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Turning horizontal the to mirror, she ran her hands up her sides and brushed her fingers over her breasts before walking a few steps in front of her to the glass shower. She stepped in, closed the door firmly, and adjusted the water temperature before pulling the lever. The warm water shot out at her and she turned to get her long hair wet along with the rest of her body.
After she was clean, she stepped out and looked for her towel.
"Where the hell did I put it?"
She looked on the rack on the other side of the shower and all around the bathroom. Then finally turning to see she left it hanging on her dresser handles.
She left puddles on the carpet and tile as she went to grab it, she knew and she hated when that happened. The towel was thrown onto the tile and she scooted her feet to mop it up then moving to the dampest spots in the carpet. On all fours, naked, and still soaking wet, she dabbed the spots out of the carpet.
Hannah spread her legs wider to feel the air on her newly shaved pussy. 'Might as well enjoy cleaning up water' she thought to herself as she pressed one hand on the towel to the floor and reached another underneth to lightly run her fingertips on her sensitive lips. Her short, manicured nails trailing behind was a great sensation to her sensitive skin.
