Her own hand sliding down his body until it reached the waistband of his shorts.His hand had reached the top of her thigh, his fingers tracing over th... thin material of her panties. Automatically her leg moved, parting, allowing him access. She felt his fingers tracing the cleft of her vagina.“Oh god,” she hissed, turning her face up to his, her lips meeting his, his tongue entering her mouth, searching, exciting. Her hand slipped inside his shorts, finding the hardness of him, her hand. “Who is it?” I asked as I covered myself with the blanket.“It’s mommy, honey. Are you okay? You didn’t come for breakfast,” she said from outside.“I’m fine, mom. Just feeling a little tired, nothing else.”She opened the door and came in. I tried to cover myself properly as I didn’t want her to know about last night.“Are you sure you’re okay, honey?” She asked as she sat beside me on the bed. I nodded.“I’ve really missed spending time with you here,” she said as she leaned in towards me. Her. More

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