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The horny housewifeShe stayed that way for a few minutes, and then John saw her pull her hand out of her panties. Vera had no desire to finish her masturbation because she knew Sam would satisfy her later. As Vera turned to pick up her dress John quietly stole down the hall to his own bedroom. She's going to let him fuck her! Oh the lucky son of a bitch! Oh God, God, she's so beautiful, so wonderful, John thought as he sat on the edge of the bed. John sat there for a few minutes before getting up and changing his clothes so that he could go to the ball game that evening. He knew that he would probably spend more of his time thinking about what was happening in Mr. Adam's apartment than at the game. Vera didn't know how John felt about her, and she would have been shocked if she had. She was only just getting over her husband's sudden death, and the fact that her wonderful son would love to be a mother-fucker was the farthest thing from her mind. When Vera was dressed she walked into her living room and saw John sitting there. "Hi honey ...» |
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