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Dale said, He needed to rub it to get it to go back to normal. I asked if I could do that, as I was very curious as to what will happen. Dale said he ...as hoping I would ask. I gently again grasped the shaft and rn my hand up and down its full length. Dale suggested I spit on it so it would be more comfortable for him and not chafe the skin. I had a better idea, I licked the his cock like a lollipop, while rubbing it. Dales eyes rolled into the back of his head. He said, Oh Shit, Mike, something. Maybe I will celebrate our five-hundredth time by going off the pill and letting him put a baby into me.In fact, my girlfriend Brianna and I sometimes talk about having Rod knock-up both of us up at the same time.In my mind, I picture the double conception going something like this.Brianna and I make sure we are both at our most fertile time of the month. We both stop taking the Pill long enough for its effect to completely wear off. In short, we both do all we can to make sure Rod’s sperm will. .." It was clear my mother was anxious to end this sick perverted game with her daughter present. But Jillian was having none of it. Reaching into a little bag she had brought with her, she pulled out two paper clamps and held them to my mom's eyes."See, I told you I had them somewhere. Now you can stop begging me to buy some!" Mom bit her lower lip lustfully as she looked at them, then shook her head clear."Please Jillian, lets go to your house. I can't do this here. I don't feel. After staring at them for a few seconds, Mr Collins took one nipple in his mouth and grazed his teeth against it. I moaned loudly. He definitely cut to the chase. My other breast was in his hand and he squeezed my nipple in between his thumb and index finger, making me moan even more.Then, his mouth left my breasts and he placed soft kisses all the way down to my crotch of my skinny jeans. Peeling the denim away, Mr Collins pushed aside the grey thong I was wearing and immediately stuck his.
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