It was an intimate moment designed to make him feel like a man-c***d and Alison his protective mother. Soon he was stroking and kissing her abdomen an... hips and then they both agreed that he was ready to worship Alison’s pussy. Alison sat up on the bed, her weight supported on her elbows and spread her long tanned legs so Danny could see. The young man sighed at what he saw, looking closely, his eagerness evident and his eyes wide. Alison’s pussy was framed by a neat thatch of damp golden hair. ”Oh, great. Great timing! Up next was Diana. I had her picture lined up but I couldn’t even press the arrow button. And now I was starting to cry!“And ... fuck ... pffffff ... this was ... uhm ... Diana. My friend. Ooooh ... I’ll need a minute. Don’t go anywhere.”I pressed the button without looking at the screen and disappeared through the door. I sat on the top rung of the staircase and had no other option but to let it all out. I had cried over her before. More than once, actually. But not. More

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