Mom peeked out from between her fingers. “Is he gone?” “Yeah, he’s gone, you backstabbing bitch.” I snickered. She turned even redder. “I�...�m sorry, Elena. I didn’t know how to react. Forgive me?” I rolled my eyes, “Goddamn it, you’re so fucking hot when you’re embarrassed.” She beamed at me, and wiggled her ass, twerking her eyebrows suggestively. “I can make it up to you right here on the kitchen floor. Come down here, baby-girl; let Mommy show you how sorry she can be.” I sighed, climbed down. He rubbed her belly, occasionally threading his fingers through the curls in the vee between her thighs and returned to massage her breasts, moving his head down to suckle for a moment on one and then the other before returning to her mouth."Raise you hips for me, Baby. Oh yes, and again, move with me, just like that." Then he couldn't speak, he could only feel—the tightness of her, her heat and her strength as she learned to match his rhythm. Enjoying the feel of the friction between them,. More

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