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Mom_s in on the marriageThe girl had her slender thighs parted slightly, the blonde hair of her small mound gleaming, the polished belly flat and silken. Robbie's prick was fully turgid, the blue veins a delicate network around the hardened shaft, the adorable cockhead bulging splendidly. Brown hair curled over and around his balls, and the boy's hand was gently caressing the sack. "Wow," he breathed. "You can make any guy jack off, by just standing there bare-assed, Mom. I sure feel sorry for my father, not knowing what a fantastic piece of hot pussy you are." Lauralee flowed toward the bed, and lay down beside him, giving him her tits to fondle, her heart picking up its pace and pulses throbbing in her throat. This was the bed, the place she and her ex-husband had slept, where she had so many times lain stiff and unyielding, merely trying to do a repugnant wifely duty and never enjoying it. Robbie's hand was on her snatch, one finger sliding up and down her damply palpitating labia, and her entire body yearned to him, for him, urgently needing the plunging of that boyish cock ...» |
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