Instead, Jane wanted to talk about the feeling she'd gotten when she first saw me that afternoon."I could tell that you wanted me. My pussy got so wet...that I became embarrassed." I know, I could smell you." You're lying. You couldn't smell me," she said, blushing."Those mothers could smell you, too." No, they couldn't smell me. They were looking at your crotch." Mrs. Crumbly could smell you, and her back porch is some distance from the pool."Jane nodded her agreement. "You may be right. That. .aaaaahhhhhh!" her pleading was cut short by me pushing further up her vag. It wasn't a quick deep thrust, rather a bump-by-bump slow push upward. She was opening up bit by bit. And crying, really crying. She wept like a baby, regressed to c***dhood. Once I was in her full depth, I grabbed her by the tits and pulled her back off the wall. I held her up against my body, increasing the contact between us and forcing the angle in her genitals to a humping rather than stroking. I grabbed the front. More

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