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He hobbled back inside and sank back on the couch. He fell back on the pillow and closed his eyes and soon dozed again. He woke to her stirring around and saw her in the kitchen. She had a wet cloth and was giving herself a sponge bath over a warm pan of water on the stove. He watched as she ran the cloth under her arms beneath the dress, then wrung it out. She washed each arm and started on her legs. She was doing a simple task, but it as supremely erotic for him. Unaware of her audience, she raised her dress a little and slid her undergarments down before running the cloth between her legs. He could see nothing, but knew what she was doing and grew hard at the sight. She finished and pulled the dress back in place and left through a door off the living area, which was presumably her bedroom. He was restless, but soon enough fell into a deep sleep, which was what his body required. The next morning he awoke and smelled food cooking. His stomach growled with the smell and he.

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