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Nothing. I just pinched my finger opening window. That’s perfect because I have faculty meeting tonight.”She now had the phone in left hand as Brad tongued her right ear and she squirmed in silence. His fat fingers again in her wet vagina driving her into third orgasm in thirty minutes!“You eat at church and I will find something here. See you tonight.”After hanging up she turned into his arms and raped his mouth with her tongue.“Now leave. I will be over about 5.”“Sure Doc and I will have. Position is like that I was fucking her with my knee. I was near to explode my load and closed my eyes but suddenly I felt a hand on my knee and I was stunned who was that I shocked and found it was my moms hand she was pressing my knee towards her cunt vigoursly. I got courage and stopped to rub my dick to her thigh. After a while she stopped and told me I am u r mom I will give u what ever u want and she hold my cock in her hand got courage and then I slowly raised her saree up to her thighs. ' He sounded excited, like he was showing off a wonder of nature. There was no exaggeration, however - it was as imposing and rock-like as before, only this time she knew just what it could do to her. 'Take it in your hand. Go on, see what it feels like.' She gripped it this time, the way she thought he would like, and felt its adamantine solidity between her fingers. 'See? See how hard it is for you? See what that hot little body of yours does to it? Go on, stroke it.'She began to draw her. By the time the third guy stepped up to take his turn I wanted it to end. The guy leaned down to look me in the eyes and proceeded to tell me “Don’t worry babe….. (stroking my hair)….. I won’t be as nice as those two pussies”. As he finished looking into my wet eyes he slapped my ass so hard it left a bright red hand print in the soft white flesh of my ass cheek. He snatched the pump from the last guy saying “Give me that you fucking pussy” and set it up on my ass. He pumped……my ass started.
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