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It started out as i expected with him letting my into his house. It was nicely furnished and was a good size. He led me to the living room and took hi... cock out. It was about 7 inches and a good thickness.I started to get on my knees but he stopped me. He told me to strip and I did not see and reason not to so I did.I started to suck him and it being the first cock I sucked I gagged every time he forced it deep into my mouth. Eventually we got into a rythm and I felt his balls start to. “I wondered where you were,” she said, taking in my sweat-soaked, and grass covered clothes. “Take your clothes off on the back porch, would you?”Just like Aunt Christy, she was treating me as if nothing had happened. Of course Tabby and Randi were there too, but she didn’t seem either overwrought, or mad. She was just ... Mom.Tabby showed up to watch me get undressed.“What are you doing?” I asked. I was tired.“Looking at you,” she said.“Save it for later, okay?” I asked. “Besides, Mom might. It now... so badly..." she whispered in between moans of pleasure. I saw the look in her eyes as she bit her lip, I slowly eased the head in as she squeezed my ass cheeks and pulled me in harder. "I said fuck me like a man!" she shouted. That is all I need, I thrust in and she gasped. "Oh god, yes." I lifted her up and continue to thrust as I threw her up against the wall. "Oh my god, that's the spot, keep going baby, I'm gonna cum again."Her legs squeezed my hips tighter and tighter every. She was moaning softly, as she reached her first orgasm she bit down on his shoulder to stop from screaming. She expected him to say something, to call her a slut, for enjoying her own humiliation. But he said nothing.Lewis was slightly shocked there seemed to be an element of professionalism to her performance. He was impressed by her stamina his hands stayed on her backside but it was her that was doing the work now and she was moving to her own rhythm.With the fingers of one hand he began to.
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