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Six rules for my hot neighbor! (2)
"Oh, right, yeah," Kirk felt a little stupid, and raised his hips up as he slid his pants and underwear down to his knees. Mrs. Ross -- he still wasn't thinking of her by any other name yet -- stepped over him, slowly lowering her p***y toward his c**k. Just as the tip grazed her lips, she flexed her hips expertly, taking him just inside her, but making him wait for anything more. "Stay down. No raising up." Kirk nodded, but stretched out his arms in frustration, wanting to press his palms against the floor to raise himself, or grab her hips. She saw his flailing and took both hands, guiding them to her t**s. They were real, and while a little saggy, were certainly not old. They felt good in his hands. He kneaded the flesh, working to get the n*****s between his fingers. She kept her
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