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Seeing that it was one of her girlfriends, she left the laptop open on the bed and walked into the bathroom chatting away. She emerged twenty minutes ...ater and stopped in shock at the sight of Justin sitting on the bed staring at her laptop. He cut his eyes to her as she stood, frozen, between the bathroom door and the bed. It was difficult to tell what he was thinking—she imagined he was disgusted, and tears welled up in her eyes. Before she could speak he got up from the bed and raked a hand. In his feverish state, he didn’t know if she meant his cock or the way he was sucking her tit. Everything was happening too fast for him to fully comprehend it. He was overwhelmed by the emotions pouring through his mind. It was too incredulous to fully fathom. He was lying next to his dear, sweet mother, sucking her breast and rubbing his cock against her leg. It couldn’t really be happening. He must be dreaming, but he knew he wasn’t.Slowly the flow of milk from her breast diminished as he. “OH,” she exclaimed. “That feels so damn good” she moanedI licked my fingers even more, tasting her sweet pussy juice and adding more lubricant to them. I gently began finger fucking her and massaging every part of her except her clit, knowing I wanted to assault that last. She began moaning loader and loader, throwing in a few “Fuck me’s” and “Oh yeah’s”. It was then I moved on. Still gently finger fucking her to save her cherry for my waiting cock, I moved my face slowly towards her very hot,. “Not so big.”“Girl you are asking for it,” he said, a little annoyed. He pushed his cock to her mouth again until his balls were in her face. He removed his shirt, and reached over and grabbed one of her big tits gyrating on the table, pinching the nipple. She moaned and pat his hip with her hand. He withdrew, long ropes of saliva still connecting them.It was then, with his dick dripping saliva back into Sara’s mouth, his hand on her naked tit, and her hand buried in her pants, that Cameron.

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Becky laid back against the seat as I unzipped her skirt and pulled it down her legs. Once the skirt was off, I parted her legs and slowly started to ...iss the inside of her left knee. I continued to slowly kiss and nibble up her left thigh and made my way to her pussy. I teased her clit with a quick flick of my tongue, and continued kissing the inside of her right thigh down to her knee. I reversed directions and started up her right thigh and again gave her clit a quick flick of with my tongue. Throw me another! And she did, right away. Two fingers. Easy! Three? Not yet. Let’s just keep doing this, dear.Each time she added a finger and went in a little deeper, I’d felt just a trace of that tension I’d first experienced, but each time it went away more quickly. So that was the “safety valve” that I was telling Erin about, I realized. That’s the demon who will run away when I stare him in the face.“Are you okay?” Erin asked.“I’m fine. Just keep doing that.” I closed my eyes and. More

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