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Now without her pajama bottoms….her finger rubbing her golden haired mound furiously as she watched me sink my thick cock into her mother’s pussy. Ellen moaned as I entered her cleanly…sinking at least half of my thick 7” cock on the first thrust….I moaned and looking up at Jennifer…..smiled and thrust hard into Ellen’s cunt, groaning loudly as I did so. “That’s it baby….fuck my pussy….be rough…fuck me hard Doug….hard deep and fast!” I kissed Ellen with savage intensity…and began pounding my cock into her willing love tunnel…the sound of our fucking…the squishing slapping sounds….moans….swearing… filled the room….and then I looked up into the glazed eyes of a horny young girl that was cumming all by herself, her fingers deep in her sweet little pussy..her slender hips jerking as she began to spasm internally.I returned my attention fully back to Ellen and fucked her hard….really hard as she dug her nails into my back…and then bit me on the neck as I ravaged her pussy. The feel of. ”And he kissed me on the top of my head. And I kissed him on the cheek. And he ran his hand down my back. And I picked at the flannel that covered his chest. And we looked at each other in the dark. And we kissed for real.It wasn’t his idea. It wasn’t mine. We just bent our heads together, and when our lips touched, neither one of us pulled away. We were still for a long time while I tasted the softness on my lips. Daddy put his other arm around me and squeezed, lifting me halfway onto his chest, and my gown bunched up over my knees. Our lips pressed harder. I opened my mouth, just to cover more of his, and when his tongue touched mine it was like a jolt that I felt all the way down to my stomach, and lower. I threw my leg over both of his, and he clutched at my gown, pulling it above my waist. He kissed my face all over, and I got another jolt when he nipped my neck just as his hand settled on my bare butt.“Ahhh!” I sighed, throwing my head back.The feeling made me raise my knee, and.
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Besides, she had been kind to me and I thought she was a nice person. We had exchanged most of the small talk already, so there wasn’t a lot to say in bed. I pretended to listen to her chatter, but my eyes were heavy. I yawned. “Do you want to have sex?” she cooed. I didn’t. “I’m really bushed,” I said, “and I’ve had too much to drink.” She reached under the sheet and rubbed my limp cock. She tugged at my shorts. “Why don’t you take this off,” she said. When I didn’t move, she sat up and stripped them off. She cuddled next to me and continued caressing my cock. I looked at her sad brown eyes, the wrinkles at the corners dark in the light from a bedside lamp. I thought she was the last woman I would want to fuck, but my cock had a different idea. I felt it swelling under her gentle touch. She kissed me then and it wasn’t too bad. She pulled the nightie over her head and I looked at her tits. They were small, pointed like a young girl’s, and the nipples were erect and almost red..

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