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… As I lay back, completely naked, mother grabbed my strong dick and began to stroke me. It felt really good with her soft, still damp hand sliding up and down, slowly and teasingly.
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swayed in the same rhythm. I watched her wet, pink tongue slide across her lips as the first
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