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So I made my way to the bathroom for an investigation. I arrived in there, I noticed feet in one stall. Then my ears heard moans coming from that stall. "Oh, fuck, Donna, eat my pussy," I heard someone moan. Oddly enough, a big smile launched from my face. Thoughts of that being Kirsten jumped to mind. Positive that I heard my name, I rambled down towards that stall. As I got to the stall, I discovered that the door wasn't shut, and was wide open. Sure enough, I saw her with her skirt up, and her hand down her pink panties. As it appeared to be busy, and her eyes were shut, my lips unlocked. I found my hand down in my green panties, with my fingers in my slit. Never before had I ever thought of her like that, but as I saw my husband's ex wife in that position, my sexual juices flowed. My skirt came up with me too, so my panties were visible. Heavy breathing began, as sweat flowed down my forehead. My fingers were thrusting in and out of my pussy, in fast, and rapid motions. Moans. “Taste my cum with another girl's pussy juices staining them.”“Oh, god,” I panted as he plowed into me, stirring my pussy to a hot froth. “James... That's...”“Hot?”“Yes!” I hissed and shoved the panties into my face.I inhaled, breathing in the intoxicating scent of tart pussy and my son's salty cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching so hard on his dick plunging over and over into me. Heat rippled out of me as I rubbed the panties on my face, smearing the cum on my lips, breathing in the tart musk. It was so hot. Another girl wore these panties.And fucked my son.My tongue licked out, sliding across the narrow band, gathering the tart-flavored cum. Another hot shudder ran through me as I licked again and again. I humped back into him, the couch creaking, my big breasts bouncing in my bra as he plowed me.“That's it,” he growled. “I knew you'd like it. Lick it all up, you naughty mommy!”“Yes,” I moaned into the panties, loving the wet feel on my face. I lapped at the cloth, sliding up the.
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