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Hot Mom, hot daughter, is anyone complaining?(3)
In my apartment it didn't take long for Jennie, already sans panties and bra, to get naked; it took me longer, but not much. I slipped a finger, then two, inside her wet core. "God you're hot." She ran her fingers the length of my p***s, squeezed, said, "Hard not to be when your boyfriend has this kind of dic*k, nice and hard." "After tonight, how couldn't it be" "Yeah, you loved it, hanging, flirting with two women, you were shameless." I twisted my fingers inside her, kissed her, said, "Me? You guys were asking for it, hot mom, hot daughter wearing basically the same fricking dress. That wasn't clothing, it was foreplay.". Smearing my pre-cu*m into the head of my d**k she, adopting a tone of pouting faux-innocence, said, "Honey, those dresses were classy, long and loose. The s*x was
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