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It simply floored me. We'll assume you're ok with this, but you can opt-out if you wish. I told him I was, shaking my head, tiny little nods up and down. I began to wonder if maybe it was just the light or maybe the way he was standing. We both moaned when my hand started making that swishy, wet sound on his dick.

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Danny takes her inside and sits her down on the couch.

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He stopped rocking and dropped his hands from his face. The hot water was so calming on his body, next he felt the shower door open and his Motherclimb in. He opened the door and stand behind her kissing her in the neck, his hands moving over to her breasts that was full of soap. She licked her lips to make sure not one drop of his sweet nectar was wasted. She was now holding his rock hard penis in her hand and pumping it slowly up and down. He was lasting a long time. Open plan kitchen, bathroom with shower, separate toilet, and a nice big bedroom with balcony looking out on the city, with the same size study room where his computer and desk is.

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  1. I'm not, bruther. It seems like you're getting that way with me though. Oh well. No hard feelings my man.,