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I then went down stairs to chill with my friend for a few more hours until going home still having that little incident on my mind.The new few times I... went around the tension between me and his mother was growing, She was constantly wearing tops that showed cleavage, bending down in front of me so I could see them big juicy boobs and sometimes brushing her hand past my penis.One day I went to call for him because I knew she was home alone and I really wanted that pussy all to myself. I knocked. The next night those three were back but this time no men with them and this Helen was felt up kissed and even fingered right there so that any and all could watch. The wilder those girls got with Helen the wetter Trisha's panties got. At one point she was so into watching them that Beth standing next to her had to grab her to get her attention and when the spell broke Trisha became aware that she was rubbing her pussy without knowing. Six months into the job money at a better flow. I turned around to get another shirt out of my drawer and heard my door close, since I knew Aunt Lisa just left I didn’t think anything of it, but when I heard the door lock, I knew I was in trouble. The second I turned around Aunt Lisa was there, and she pushed me back on the bed and straddled me, holding my arms down with her hovering over me.“What the hell? I thought you had something to do!”“I’m about to do it, you, however you wanna say it, you’re gonna get fucked.”“You said you weren’t. She was dressed in active wear as though she had just returned from the gym of sorts. Everything in my immediate vicinity became still, virtually lifeless. I could feel my cheeks give way to a fleeting smile of adoration. As she drew nearer I extended my hand but was knocked for six as she leapt into my arms. “Justice, I’ve missed you so.” She said as she nestled into my neck. The familiarity she exuded was one I couldn’t put my finger upon, she continued. “I knew you were going to be gone but.

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