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I said I was so so sorry. They held that position until they had relaxed and then he pulled out of my wifes cum filled pussy and sat back down to finish his beer. I believe I have reached half way through my life. It went in easy as I was so very wet. One of his hands moved to a boob while the other went down to my pussy and he slipped a finger into me. She came closer and i saw she was wet and shivering.

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This one was dark blue and the top had a partially see thru lace design which would mean he would get a reasonable view of my nipples" I couldn't believe I had even suggested this.

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This story from Cousinfuck has been read 5 9 2 2 times. We went up the stairs to my bedroom. My wife and I were sitting on our verandah enjoying the coolness that came with the night when a mate of mine dropped in. One evening with our best friend Paul we were chatting about the taking sex fantasy and I never ever quizzes that we used to in college. I wish he would. I've always been into girls for as long as I can remember. We had played with sex fantasy quizzes for some time and in some weird, deep thought in the back recesses of my mind I had hoped they would come true.

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