As the tears ran down my cheeks, I quietly said, "you were right."Kelly jumped off the car and hugged me. I felt like a pervert for noticing the way her breasts smashed against my chest."I didn't want to be," she said.Ramona looked around her apartment. Her head was killing her."What day is it?" she wondered. Brad needed to clean this fucking place up when he got home. Why wasn't he home already? What was that banging? She stood up and toddled naked to the door and looked out the peephole. Ugh, it was her mother. She grabbed a dressing gown and opened the door."Forgive the mess mother," she said."My husband is kind of falling down on the job," she continued"Ramona where have you been and what have you been doing?" asked Maddie."Or who have you been doing from the looks of you," she continued."Mother, what are you talking about?" asked Ramona irritably."Ramona, why do you have bite marks on your leg?" asked Maddie."Oh shit I'd better not let Brad see that," said Ramona."Mother can you. Her fingers felt her way around the rounds of his backside, slowly coming back to the front of him seeking his balls. Her fingertips softly feeling his balls, checking out their size.Her fingers were moving upwards towards his dick, tracing around the base of his shaft. Barry was rapturous with anticipation of what was coming. His eyes were locked on Angela’s face, trying to anticipate her next move on him.Her hands moved outwards and caught his waist and she hoisted herself upwards, making sure her body slithered upwards against his body. As she rose ever so slowly, her nipples pushed ever so softly against his thighs, his huge dick waded between her heavenly cleavage, momentarily stuck between her breasts and rising along with them and slowly getting entrapped vertically pointed between their bodies as she arose higher to her full height.Her breasts were by now rubbing hard against his chest. Her arms were around his back in a firm embrace, while he stood in a trance, his arms by.
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