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. well, I’m not sure.I grinned, remembering last Sunday morning. It hadn’t been planned. Vanessa and I shower together, shampoo each other’s hair. Conditioner. Walker had done Mindy’s hair too. So sweet.Somehow, the three of us, Vanessa, Mindy and I ended up in the kitchen wearing only a towel around our head. Walker at least had a towel around his waist. But when his erection poked out the slit, Mindy got the giggles. Then Vanessa.As his mother, it was not funny to me.It must have been someone else who laughed out loud.Peggy Rawlings came by our loft when she knew Vanessa was at BEAR’s and Mindy was at L’École. Peggy had a serious expression as Walker poured us coffee at the kitchen table.“I’m divorcing Jerry.”Shit. Almost 20 years of marriage.“I’m sorry, Peggy. Truly.”Walker said, “Me too.”We both felt bad, probably some guilt too. Peggy had been so instrumental in our lives. Then she wasn’t. Post-Vanessa.“I’m taking Ryan with me.”Ryan. Her youngest son. Her favorite son. Fathered. Lexxi looked up at me with confusion. That is, until I gave my next command. Go to the bed and get ready for the pounding of a lifetime, I instructed. A wide smile curled her lips as she obeyed. By the time I joined her, she was standing next to the bed. Her body was bent forward with her hands on the matrass and her ass in the air, ready to receive me. Moments later, I was standing behind her, her waist in my hands and the tip of my cock pressing up against her engorged labia. Fuck me, she begged in a soft voice as she glanced back at me over her shoulder. That sight alone made it impossible for me to even consider disobeying her sensual command. Fuck! she moaned as I jerked forward, forcing the strapon deep into her. Moments later, I was pounding her as fast and hard as I could. Moans flowed past her lips and grunts left mine. The sounds of sex filled the air for the short time it took Lexxi to climax. FUUCCCKKKK!!!!! she moaned at the top of her lungs as her body started to.
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