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I quickly returned my eyes to the road.Unaware of my glance, she continued narrating, her left hand caressing my leg softly. "I've slipped two fingers inside my panties, Ed. I'm touching my bare pussy, my lips wet and slippery, my clit hard. Do you remember how it felt yesterday."I moaned. "God yes, Jen, your little pussy so hot and wet." It is now too, Eddie. Hot and so slippery wet, wishing this was your fingers, or your..." Her voice trailed off as her hand slid up my thigh, crossing on to the fabric of my shorts, sliding in between my thighs. Her fingers trailed over my balls and she fondled the outline of my cock through my shorts."Mmmmm ... so hard, so nice, Ed." What ... time ... is ... it?" I asked, gritting my teeth as she touched me gently."2:26, Ed. You're doing great, almost there." You got that part right," I said, "especially if you keep touching me like that."Jen giggled, her hand still stroking my cock through my shorts.After a few moments of silence, she gasped. Tiffany had a big smile on her face as she reported that she had allowed Jeremy to make love to her twice and cum inside her. She thanked Desiree for her new underwear, her birth control shot, and for letting her son screw her. Tiffany made it perfectly clear that I needed to make love to her twice if I had anything left to give her. Desiree smiled and said that she was sure that I could handle two more times. Tiffany assured Desiree that Jeremy was up to the task too.So the two naked women changed places and Tiffany placed one of her breasts against my face. I just opened my mouth and took in that supple nipple. Soon my cock was hard and begging to get into a nice tight warm place. I knew just where it wanted to be. As I slipped my cock into my daughter for real she smiled and purred like a kitten. Tiffany was enjoying it just as much as I was. She never said a word, she only purred. Then as if prearranged we both erupted together in a wonderful sexual bliss. I rolled to one side.
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