”“You fucking pervert,” she said, marching towards me. “You have to be out of your goddamn mind if you’d think I’d do that.” She fell to...her knees before me. “What is wrong—”She silenced herself by engulfing my dick in her mouth, sucking our daughter’s pussy juices off of my cock. I groaned, my wife’s familiar mouth wrapped about my cock. I shuddered, breathing in deeply as she sucked my shaft.I smelled the perfume she wore.I’d forgotten she put on perfume before going to Pilates. It seemed. She had a bit of time before the racket died down, at least, before she was able to exit the building without being trampled like a greeter on Black Friday.Pulling a brush from a pouch on her bag, she returned to the mirror. She began to comb her long, lustrous auburn hair. As it straightened under the influence of the brush, it regained some of its glowing radiance, making her smile contentedly.A few more moments of brushing passed before Sarah was satisfied with her hair, stooping to place. More

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