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I expected my mom would have to finish herself just as I needed to and I was right. She was back at it again, moaning, and curling her toes. It was as...if I wanted to get caught... I was back in the same position I was caught in before. Stroking my cock so violently it would be impossible for my mom to not hear it. It must have been why she came to the door before, but my horny brain just couldn't process this key information. All logic ignored, I stroked, and I stroked, and I stroked, and this. She lockedthe door behind her and put the bag down on the counter next to the sink. Afterslipping off her suit coat. she just stared at the brown bag for several minutes,too scared to look inside. She could hear the sounds of music, so she knewthe party was underway, and they were probably all waiting for her."God, how did I get myself into this?" She opened the bag and slowlytook out the items one by one. "Well, I guess it could have been worse."She took a deep breath, kicked off her shoes,. More

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