“Ok,” she answered. “You can tell me on the way to the lake.” She was out the door and heading across the grass to the road.“Wait ... Mom, w...it,” I yelled, scrambling to get my running shoes on, but she kept going.I got my runners on and stumbled through onto the grass, half turning when I realized I hadn’t shut the door and was only wearing my pajama bottoms but, looking at Mom’s retreating figure, I ran after her.“Mom! Wait up.”She ignored me and continued at a brisk pace. I didn’t catch up. Already off balance, his head pushed me again, I let out a scream and I fell back against the toilet. My legs flailed, I tried to push him off me, his tongue never left my pussy, i tried kick him but that only made my shorts and underwear fall off completely. I'm fully exposed, and my position gave him an even better access. He pushed his nose in and his tongue disappeared into my pussy. I couldn't believe this is happening, I couldn't stop him. I looked down at my tank top, my nipples are. Very roughly now he soaped her head and shoulders before spending a lot of time soaping up her tits; then the hosepipe was turned on again and she was rinsed off before even more shower gel was applied to her cunt and arse. It seemed like Tom was trying to get his soapy hand completely up her arse as he applied more and more of his fingers to trying to spread her anal ring. In the finish he soaped up the black rubber cock and forced that up her arse instead; at every opportunity Tom made her. .these were some of the passages (each paragraph represents a different email, sent on separate days). It's not Shakespeare, but perhaps entertaining. :)I dream of you walking into my room one evening while I’m writing your email…you’re wearing that little black dress of yours….as soon as I see you I close my computer and jump up off my bed as you stand hesitantly in the doorway. Of course, I’m lounging in my bed writing an email, so I’m wearing a t-shirt and my boxers…but I don’t think of.
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