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For the love of pûssy(4)
"What will you do to sniff your daughter's soaked panties, Mom?" She asked, letting out another moan. "Anything," I replied, knowing that was true. "I'll give you money to go shopping." "And?" She asked, as the panties exited her p***y. When I saw them literally dripping her juices, I knew I was lost. "And I'll let you take the car anytime you want," I continued, even though that would be a great inconvenience for me. "So, you'll do anything I want?" She asked, as she dangled her panties right in front of me. "Yes, yes, anything," I said in desperation, wanting to smell those panties so bad, to taste them, to rub them all over my face. She placed them at my nose and I quickly inhaled as deep as I could in case she pulled them away again. "Here you go, straight out of your teenaged da
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