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I stood in front of the mirror in her walk-in closet, in my briefs and bra I purchased from Victoria Secret. She pretended to barf when she saw it, and pulled them off me with force. My body tingled with excitement since I had never been manhandled before, especially from my best friend Jordan. I always found her attractive, but I wouldn’t make a move on her. I love men, yet something about the way she ripped off my clothes made me shiver with excitement. Too distracted to notice, she walked over to one of her cabinets and pulled out an underwear still in its bag. “Try this on, I ordered it online but haven’t gotten around to wearing it for Damon. It looks like you need it more than I do.” The G-string fit just fine, but it was uncomfortable for me to have something up my cheeks all day. “You’ll get used to them.” She said casually, noticing my look of annoyance. After a bit of searching, we agreed on a strap-less lapis dress that was only mid-thigh high, and matching high-heels.. My excited body gradually snuggled near her, feeling the warmth emanating from her body. I tucked myself properly under the sheet and put my arms across her breast, slowly drawing my body close to her.To my surprise, mom was not naked. She was wearing bikini top and the briefest of the bottoms. Anyhow, that did not prevent me from closing in to her and letting my hand to glide over her supple pussy mound, feeling the soft lips through her panties. I took my lips near her temple and let my dry lips slowly travel from her temple to her cheeks.Mom responded immediately; she turned on to her side, her arms flung across me drawing me in close embrace, her leg swung over my body causing my bulge to grind against her pubic mound. Before I could react, her lips were glued to mine. We kissed passionately prolonging it to eternity, our hot breaths burning our upper lips. I did not waste any time and immediately slid my hand inside her panties."OHHHH... !" Mom cried in ardor as my fingers.
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He was so near but he seemed to be holding back.‘I want you,’ she growled.‘I know,’ smiled Theo, blowing gently across her swollen, hot lips.‘Please,’ she begged. ‘Please, please touch me.’‘No. You’ll have to wait.’‘Wait?’ exclaimed Lucy. ‘You’ve never made me wait in any of our stories.’‘But this is real life,’ he grinned. ‘Impulsive, unplannable, unimaginable. Besides, you don’t want me to be predictable, do you?’‘Once in a while it might be nice, yeah,’ she breathed, her body still vibrating at the nearness of his mouth.‘Tough,’ he said, moving back up the bed to gaze deeply into her eyes.‘I hate you,’ she grumbled.‘And you should,’ he smirked. ‘Now, of all the things I’ve been dreaming of doing to your body, which should I choose first?’ he asked, stroking his index finger along the highly sensitive site of the delicate, raised veins in her wrist.‘Or what should I do to you?’ asked Lucy, trying to wrestle against his overwhelming presence.‘No you don’t,’ grinned Theo, his hands.

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