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” She giggled when he nipped his lower lip, looking disappointed. “When we get home,” she purred, running her fingertips up his balls and shaft. He hissed with a nod, and then stunned her by dipping his head and thrusting his tongue past her lips. He could probably taste himself in her mouth. Mark never kissed her after spilling into her mouth. He said it was disgusting. Red seemed to not have any qualms about licking the traces of his semen from her lips. * Red still felt bewildered by what his mistress had done to him. Casting her a sidelong glance, he observed her talking and laughing with Joyce and Rio, who sat in the front seats of the—what did they call it? Oh, yes—an SUV… whatever that meant. Emily turned and smiled at him. Red beamed back with all the love he felt for her. Her eyes darted away and she gripped her fingers tight. With a sigh, he reached up and touched his bare neck. The memory of the weight and feel of a collar made him sad. Emily still had not given him. . she left a moan. And I started to make slow hips moments and then she cried again.. fuck me harder.. fuck me deeper.. This made me lose my control and I started fucking her harder. As hard and as fast as I could.. While fucking her I got down low and gave her the fist kiss..And then started smooching her wildy. It was something as if we were virgin and completely new to this world of love making.. I fucked her for almost 7 minutes and she again said I’m Cumming. And I increased my speed and both of us cummed together. And then I fell on her and she could feel my breath on her neck.. and hugged me tight.. we lay in this position for sometime and then she said she wants more and she now wants in her favourite doggie style.I washed my penis and ask her to blow me again to make me hard and in mins I was hard again and we got in to the doggie position and started fucking her. This time I squeezed her breast real hard and we moaned as if we were the only 2 on this whole planet… And almost.
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She crossed her arms and leaned against the door frame. "My God, Jake. Don't you ever get enough?" she said with a smile. "Your mother told me she jacked you off before school this morning. And you are already masturbating again?" Jake squirmed in shame. "I bet I know what's wrong," Cookie said then with a chuckle, "you've been looking at my daughter again haven't you?" Jake wished that the ground would open up and swallow him. He knew that she knew. And he knew that the deeper shade of crimson that his face was turning as she mentioned Veronica's name was a dead giveaway. "Don't worry Jake," Cookie said conspiratorily. "I won't tell her. Unless you want me to" she added with a mock wide eyed wonder. Jake could only turn his head and look away. He was pinned to the bed in disgrace. He thought he might start to cry as he heard Veronica's mom walking towards him. She sat down on the bed next to him. "Let's see what we have here" she said and pulled his hands away.

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