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. She was moaning like “Isssshhhh” then i rolled her back and kissed her back she was enjoying it i could see her ..Then i moved down and started ...o remove her pants but she held me saying no i said ill just kiss she said no i was just caressing her pussy with phants on after long pleading she accepted and i removed her pant and removed her panty fully wow now i could see her pussy there was little bush and also i kept my nose near and touched it with my nose then i started to kiss it madly she. She is so sneaky! She must have gotten everyone to sign it, then took it to one of the other rooms to wrap it and sneak it into the gift pile as they were loaded into the car."They opened the other gifts, which were a toaster oven, satin bed sheets, an Amish Quilt, gift certificates for several restaurants and other businesses around town, a pair of red terrycloth bathrobes with their names on them, bathroom towels, scented candle & potpourri sets, bride and groom coffee mugs with coffee. " "Good Hon," she whispered and she pushed me on the bed, "Get on all fours Paul, put your head on the bed open your legs and reach back and open that virgin ass for me." I did as commanded, my breath coming in gasps, I couldn't believe after all these years one of my fantasies was about to come true... I reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart exposing myself to my lover, suddenly I felt her hands also on my ass cheeks pulling them apart even more, next I felt her hot breath softly blowing. I was still inside her as she lay on me, her head resting in my shoulder. Inevitably, I softened and fell out, at which she moved up to kiss me. Only then did I realise that she was weeping silently. I stroked her head gently, aware of a growing puddle of our combined juices on me.“Shhh. Easy now.”Sniff. “I’m,” sniff, “so happy.”Okay. Who understands women? We lay like that for several minutes. “Dora,” pause, “we need to get up and clean up a bit.”Sniff. “Okay.” Sniff. “Don’t want to” sniff.
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