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She clapped hands over her mouth, the golden halo floating over her blonde curls pulsing with panic. Soft, feathery wings engulfed her body, covering her small breasts and big girl-cock. Her motherly face stared in shock at Spice. “It's wrong.”“I know!” Spice jumped up and down, her tits and futa-dick bouncing with her exuberance. “Ooh, it's going to be so much fun. I found the perfect girl. She's going to fuck and she's going to suck and she's going to sin with every hot mom she can!“Starting with her own!”“No, no, no!” gasped Grace. Her golden eyes shimmered. “That's the most sacred bond. Mother and child. You can't pervert it with sin.”“Watch me!” Spice exclaimed before thrusting out her tongue and flashing a rude gesture.Grace trembled in shocked apoplexy at such a disgusting act. Then Spice spun around, bent over, and smacked her ass as she wiggled it at the futa-angel. Grace stared shocked at the futa-demon's foul behavior.Then Spice burst like a black soap bubble and left. I was in the long stokes and we were about to cum when her Dad burst into the room and held reveille (he was in the Navy during WWII). That was the last time he ever came into our room and the last time we fucked at anyone else house. I couldn't believe my wife was horny and wanted to fuck. I acted like I was asleep and did not move to see what was going to happen. The humping started again and I move my hand to touch my wife but it felt different. There was a bare skinny leg touching me.My wife always wore long pajama bottoms or a long nightgown when we traveled. When we were home she had very sexy black or red short teddies. I pretended to be asleep but peaked and realized that it was 15 year old Dana who was rubbing her pussy against my leg. I slowly shifted position and laid on my back hoping for more. Dana started to move off the bed but then she looked and thought I was sound asleep. I could see by the light coming thru the window that she was removing her cotton panties..
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