"Oh, please don't cum," she continued to beg, moaning over and over, her hand jacking faster and with more urgency on the stiff boner, which jutted so...obscenely from his opened zipper that it made her weak just to look at it. Pre-jit leaked out copiously, almost shooting out, and coated her hand as she slid it fluidly up and down over the aching head. Donna's eyes seemed vacant as she stared at her son,s cock, her fist wildly jacking up and down on his sticky-wet swollen boner. Her lips were. There was a book, and a brown cardboard box. I grabbed the book, Maria grabbed the box. The book was a diary, written in Aunt Jane’s hand. It was dated August 1, 1945. Jack arrived home today. Dot and I met him at the pier. They kissed for what seemed forever, Jack’s hands all over Dot’s ass. “Come on, you two! I think you need some privacy!“ I joked as I ushered them to the old DeSoto, and drove them home, the two of them making out in the back seat like a couple of horny teenagers. As we got. More

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