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I was having some cold chicken and potato salad when Josh Jr. came strolling in wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. Obviously, he ha... just gotten out of the shower. I thought, I sure hope he had a cold shower too. We both needed one.“Mom, how long were you watching me and Kelly?” He asked.“Uh, just for a few seconds,” I responded.“Really,” He replied.“Yes, really. I heard something, and your door was ajar, so I looked in. How long have you been fucking her?”“Look, mom, I don’t. " His rough handling of her feet stopped her mid sentence. I had a bad feeling in my gut."Uh ... Honey, what do you call this trick?" He ignored her as he swiveled on his knees and rested his palms on the floor to look under the sofa. He slid his hand underneath and pulled out a magazine. In fact, from what I could tell, it was the same porn mag I took away from him. He must have searched high and low until he found it in the closet where I kept some of my personal papers. I completely forgot. The smell of her pussy striked me. I touched her pussy and could feel the wetness around, I moved my hands on her inner thighs which had very small hairs. I adjusted myself to bring my face near her hole. I rubbed my hands on her pussy lips and I could see aunty hands were shivering and having goosebumps on her hands.She then stopped me got up from sleeping position and took the pillow and leaned on the bed end in a sitting position widening her legs. She wanted to enjoy the view of her pussy. Standing just behind her I slowly stripped from my little black dress, dropping it to the floor to be joined by my bra and panties. Stepping up to Paula I slid my arms round her waist, guiding her back to me.With her weight slightly against me I watched over her shoulder. I heard a soft moan from Paula, Sissy and Missy were slowly circling their fingers round and round one another's nipples. I slipped my hands up, to the collar of Paula's dress and unfastened the clip, her hands reached round.
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