Dimochka, can I ask you something unusual? The stepmother asked uncertainly. I don't even know how to tell you this. I want you to rape me.
I lay down next to her, again looked into her eyes. A smile of joy and satisfaction shone in her eyes, which undoubtedly pleased me. I am glad that both of us began to open up to each other and felt comfortable with our sexual impulses, in family harmony. Her eyes have never shone with such happiness. We held hands, and I kissed her on the cheek and, still drunk on her cock and milk, asked, on a semi-automatic - Mom, I want you, you are the sweetest woman in the world. Now I dream of you and your seed. I don’t understand how I used to live without your lips, your juicy trunk and testicles ... I fell in love with you with renewed vigor.
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Damn, will you finally let me sleep? - with notes of discontent in her voice, my wife Lyudmilka quietly muttered to our neighbor on the sofa, twitching more and more sharply, apparently from the fact that this is my namesake, Vovan, who so impudently settled down to sleep with us on the same sofa, on the other side of my naked little wife , starting with "accidental" touches, as if by chance with her boobs, already emboldened, he was already clearly crawling with might and main with his fingers already somewhere between my wife's legs, obviously reaching and teasing her clitoris already.
He looked into the space between her legs. As her nipples barely touched his body, she put the penis that had just begun to fall back into her mouth and began to do something with her tongue, stroking her eggs.
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