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“Yes he does girl, he rather see me here eating pussy then sucking some other nigga’s dick when he’s home with his wife,” Deb said slurring slightly.Marsha the bartender was close by and ventured into their conversation.“You know sweetie you haven't really joined the sisterhood until you been with scooter bitch.” Marsha said leering. “I thought I was going to be your fantasy tonight?” Deb complained winking at Brandie.“Yeah scoot your ass down the bar and serve someone, girlfriends coming home with us,” Said DB.That was news to Brandie, but she was down with it.Several hours later the three women walked Isabelle to the cab that would take her home, and then across the parking lot to Shaq’s car for the ride to thier place, but Shaq had one more surprise. “Oh my god I forgot all about your surprise!” Shaq exclaimed.“Oh yeah, what did you get me?” DB asked.Shaq opened her car’s trunk and replied. “This.”DB and Brandie looked into the trunk and saw a woman lying inside the. “Yes mum, happy birthday”She burst into a rendition of the Eddie Rabbit, Crystal Gayle song “just you and I” as she walked from the bathroom to her bedroom. David could see her wet naked body as she glided passed his half open bedroom door, a towel wrapped around her dripping hair.He heard her giggle in her room and thought she had just read his card “David you’re a thoughtful boy” she cried, “come here and give mummy a birthday kiss”.He got up off his bed and pushing her bedroom door wide open took a tentative step inside his parent’s sacred dwelling. She was stood in front of the full length mirror drying her hair; David stared at her beautiful rounded buttocks. She gave a little wriggle before turning around to face him, “oh David, so hard again I see” she smiled looking down to David’s proud cock “ mummy had a lovely shower and shaved her pussy so she’s all nice and clean “ she said beckoning him to come closer with a movement of her finger, “give mummy a birthday kiss then”. He.
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Ted opened the driver door. She slid under the steering wheel and out where Ted was waiting to embrace her and they kissed passionately again. Ted massaged her ample buttocks and pulled her skirt up so he could slip his hands under her panties and into her crotch from behind. "Fuck me," she told him.Ted led her to the back of the Sportwagon. He unlocked the tailgate and it folded down. Ted lifted her onto the tailgate where she was able to sit, her feet dangling. He parted her legs and gently lowered her back onto the carpeted floor of the rear compartment. He dropped to his knees on the ground and then pulled her wet panties down her legs. Ted was an accomplished cunnilingist. He watched his wife do it many times. He lavished kisses on Marsha's legs as he worked his way up slowly. Dot and Bob had their orgasms with much commotion and cheers from everybody. After laying quietly for a minute Dot pushed him off and looked around to see what the others were doing. When she saw Marsha.

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