"Oh goddd" I said as I sank to the floor on my knees
. He began to push me backwards till I hit the kitchen table as he continued to kiss me. "This is wrong, he’s my son,” I thought to myself
. . Her eyes closed as his hand cupped the back of her neck, supporting it with great strength and gentle, warming touch; the small vibrating motion of each finger muscle told of his iron control of the body, massaging and finding each sensuous nerve in the area, bringing an unexpected surge of euphoric heat from deep within and down below, where she feels the beginnings of a wetness build…
Then he shifted his hand away, teasing her with a gentle tickle…One fingertip of his free hand began to explore, resting at first upon the very base of her ribs, to flow upward in a narrow, focused, undulating trail that sent a cornucopia of feelings surging into all portions of her mind
"Oh goddd" I said as I sank to the floor on my knees
. He began to push me backwards till I hit the kitchen table as he continued to kiss me. "This is wrong, he’s my son,” I thought to myself
. . Her eyes closed as his hand cupped the back of her neck, supporting it with great strength and gentle, warming touch; the small vibrating motion of each finger muscle told of his iron control of the body, massaging and finding each sensuous nerve in the area, bringing an unexpected surge of euphoric heat from deep within and down below, where she feels the beginnings of a wetness build…
Then he shifted his hand away, teasing her with a gentle tickle…One fingertip of his free hand began to explore, resting at first upon the very base of her ribs, to flow upward in a narrow, focused, undulating trail that sent a cornucopia of feelings surging into all portions of her mind
"Oh goddd" I said as I sank to the floor on my knees
. He began to push me backwards till I hit the kitchen table as he continued to kiss me. "This is wrong, he’s my son,” I thought to myself
. . Her eyes closed as his hand cupped the back of her neck, supporting it with great strength and gentle, warming touch; the small vibrating motion of each finger muscle told of his iron control of the body, massaging and finding each sensuous nerve in the area, bringing an unexpected surge of euphoric heat from deep within and down below, where she feels the beginnings of a wetness build…
Then he shifted his hand away, teasing her with a gentle tickle…One fingertip of his free hand began to explore, resting at first upon the very base of her ribs, to flow upward in a narrow, focused, undulating trail that sent a cornucopia of feelings surging into all portions of her mind
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