They slipped down her arms, the cups sliding away from her breasts. She dangled her bra to her right, giving me a teasing look over her shoulder befor... she dropped it.“Where did you learn to do that?” I groaned.Her cheeks when crimson. “Um...porn. And I practiced in my bedroom.”“Stripping.”“Yeah,” she said, wiggling her hips, her ass swaying. “For you.”“Damn, I love it.”She turned around slowly, her round breasts jiggling. They were a lush pair, ivory flesh bleeding into pink areolas, her. 'Have you seen that movie he asked her', she smiled broadly, sure when I was ten, you kept it in the top right-hand drawer', I turned to face the stove again, she was right, we used to watch it before going to bed and having sex.'I'm sorry', he stammered, 'your were never meant to be exposed to that sort of stuff', he continued, our daughter shrugged it off, 'That was the seventies, you would thing women would know how to suck one now', and as I turned she was rubbing her foot against his leg. More

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