“I was a puddle when he finished.”
Please, oh please don’t put those thoughts in my head. Her head rolled to the side, then forward. xxx He sighed with relief and placed his hands on Gloria’s shoulders, but his cheek remained pressed against his mother’s. Whether it was morally and socially wrong became secondary to the emotional impact Deana’s pussy juice had on Candy. Deana’s face was in Rebecca’s scattered hair like she might have been kissing the tumbler’s neck. He ignored the twisting foot on his hard cock and tried to make her feel good. His sister reached into the cabinet, and he remembered when she needed to climb on the counter to get a glass. What a hypocrite she’d have to be. When her phone rang, Deana sat up and stuffed her pillows behind her back. It would be shameful and disgusting under any
