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"Gary, you look DARLING. You actually have a waistline. Who would have thought" she jibed! "You don't think the jeans are too tight?" "No, just right. Nice tush! What size are they?" "To tell the truth, I never even thought to look Amy. What difference does it make as long as they fit?" "Oh, none I guess. Just wondering. Amy was in camera club with me. She was a cute little blonde, about 5'4 or 5 inches but she didn't date much. She was a serious student. Nobody else said much about my appearance, so I just passed off Amy's comments as those of a friend who wanted to make me feel better."Gary, you're starting to have a skin problem" said Mom. "Did you notice?" "Yeah, why?" "Well, I got you this cream that's suppose to help your skin. Use it on your face and then just rub the rest into your hands, OK?" "If you think it will help, sure." I took the jar which, for some reason had no label on it, and put it in the bathroom cabinet. I began using it right away. I surely. ” I said “But I want some of my own first. The photo’s can remain our little secret. Deal?”“Do I have a choice?” She replied quietly.“Errr. No.” And then I got in the 69 position and rammed my cock back into her throat, lowering myself to eat out that hot little cunt ready for when I rammed my cock into it. I gently spread her legs and then lightly licked her pussy, she moaned lightly so I continued. The more I licked the more I spread her legs till I had a clear view right up her pussy which was now mixing it’s own juice to my saliva. Then I started on her clit, lightly licking at first them moving on to sucking at it and giving light nips. She was moaning softly and pushing her pussy up at me.I pushed my hands under her body and raised her so that I could delve deeper and as I licked I inserted two fingers, going in and out, finger fucking her as I licked her swollen clit. Her pussy was gorgeously tight and gripped my fingers, pulsing and drawing them in further and further. My.
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