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Feel free to read those first to set the scene.I woke, feeling a slender arm d****d over me, gently stroking my cock which is getting harder in the knickers I'm still in from the night before.I relax and enjoy the feeling of nails through the black lace. Before long Jane's hand slides inside my knickers and takes her cock in her hand, she whispers 'I want this inside me Danni'.My heart races, my cock twitches at the thought of sliding deep into my sisters wet pussy. I role to face her and we kiss slowly and passionately. Our rongues entwined as my hands run along her sensual curves. Outlining her breasts with the back of my hand as she mimics the movements before squeezing my nipples, insitictively I let out a gently groan.My hands slowly brush over her stomach, finding her thong that is still damp from the night before. My fingers glide over the satin covering her pussy rubbing gently at first steadily increasing the pressure as I feel her wetness sprea through the material. Jane is. "Impressive..." Katie said with a smile as she rubbed the length of the 7" boy-cock. "Becky doesn't know a good thing when she sees it."All Mike could do was sigh as Mrs. Riley continued to stroke his erection. Standing him up, she reached down and cupped his balls, playing with them as well."Do you want me to stop?" She asked, knowing full well the boy would never say yes."No, it feels so good."Michael quickly lost himself in the pleasure Katie's finger's brought him. Her experienced touch was quickly evident as she brought him to the verge of orgasm."I think I'm going to come..." He said as he closed his eyes.A sudden warm wetness engulfed his cock, causing Michael's eyes to spring open. To his astonishment, Mrs. Riley had taken his cock into her mouth and was now sucking it with vigor.Michael felt the sensation of her sucking down to his toes. He was so close it hurt. Katie clamped her fingers around the base of his cock, preventing him from ejaculating. Every lick of her tongue,.
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’ ‘Oh, I can’t let you do that, William,’ Suzanne said as she pulled the small piece from the pocket of her dress and fired at his chest. The sound of the weapon echoed in the small room as he fell. After all the noises quieted and it was once again silent except for the crackle of the fire, Suzanne whispered. ‘But I love you, William.’ She awoke, hours later, judging from the glowing embers which had replaced most of the flames in the fireplace. She hadn’t been able to fall back asleep after William had finally arrived at the cabin. ‘It was just a bad dream,’ he consoled her when she told him about it later that night. He took her hand and led her over to the bed, his eyes never leaving her. ‘Let me help you forget all about it.’ And he did. He made love to her all night long, sweetly at first, then so passionately the nightmare faded away into nothingness. She could tell how happy he was with her Christmas surprise as she made love to him. He never took his eyes from her the entire.

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