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Lisa parked around the corner until we saw Dad leave and then we jumped out, running, for no apparent reason, back to our house. Faster, she was moving faster. He squeezed my body so tight, I couldnt breath. Very humid and sunny. We clasped each other in a long embrace, then feverishly removed our clothes as we stumbled toward her bed.

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Leave a comment Comments How stupid could I be? My Mom's a Submissive Slut Pt. How could I get my brother to let me see his cock, without comming right out and asking? I leapt backwards off the bed and looked frantically around for my clothes. Dad waved and said goodbye as Lisa was putting on her coat. I could see Mom was pantyless now, tufts of her pubic hair straying out from beneath the pale green slip.

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