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" Did you say my mother is crazy? Is that what I just heard?" Yes and you're sounding exactly like her. What were you doing the night I took her to dinner?" Damn you. Get out of my fucking life." She removed her engagement ring and threw it at Cliff before turning and stalking out.The other brothers and their dates stared and then quickly looked away when Cliff turned toward them. They were afraid to say anything.Cliff found the ring and put it in his pocket before walking to Julia's table."Can I join you folks?" he asked.Layla responded. "Absolutely. This is Eric. Eric, this is Cliff." They shook hands."Did Stephanie have to leave?" Julia asked as Cliff slid in beside her."Yes, she did."David and Julia's eyes touched, and both grinned.Cliff whispered to Julia, "This has been coming for a long time. I'll explain later."The dinner was fun for everyone. The food was interesting and very good. The beer was exceptional with more than 100 selections. The three sisters carried the table. Her hand swipped across the canvas, dragging the blue into the red as she bucked her hips against him. He groaned against her breast as he felt her tight walls milking his shaft. She rolled him to his back then, ridding him as his hands explored her sides, slowly moving to massage her breast. She arched her back, bouncing her hips as she rode his cock, paint dripping down her skin. His fingers bit into her hips as he forced her farther down on his throbbing shaft. He wanted to fill every inch of her as he drove his own hips upward into her, seeing her eyes darken with pleasure as she moaned loudly. Her nails bit softly into his chest as her orgasim started, clenching her pussy around his shaft to help coax him to his own release. He shoved deep into her as his cock twitched, sending his hot load deep into her. Erin laughed softly, ruffling Shawn's light blond hair to leave it streaked with blue. She slipped off of him, walking to grab a towel and wash away some of the blue paint. She.
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