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She had plain blue pajama pants on, and a pink tank top.As the movie went on, I let my leg drift toward her leg, until they were laying against each other. The feeling of her leg touching mine got me a little hard. I was waiting for her to say something, and I think she was waiting for me. "Do you like the movie?" I asked.She turned to me, and just starred into my eyes. "Yeah," she said in a soft voice.I couldn't look away from those eyes. Then, I felt something rub against my leg. I froze for a second as I realized it was her foot rubbing against my leg. I put my hand on her thigh, and squeezed. We just kept staring into each other's eyes. Then she got on her knees, came up to me, sat on my lap facing me, and put her arms around my neck as we just stared at each other.My cock was getting hard.I slid my hand up the back of her tank top, and started to make out with her. I couldn't believe she was on my lap, making out with me. Then she pulled back, and put her hands behind her back. I focused deeply and more piss began to flow. I could tell a lot was coming out and my cock was half hard now, but her tight ass kept me locked partially inside of her.She moaned and said, “Clean me out Daddy.”After what felt like an eternity my stream faded. I quickly pulled my cock head from inside her without hesitation. A small amount of pee came out, but I could see she was trying to hold it all in. To her credit, she did a great job. She asked, “Can I go to the bathroom please Daddy?”I replied well rubbing her ass cheeks, “Not yet baby.”After several minutes of watching her squirm and rubbing her naked ass I instructed her to go empty out.She ran to the bathroom and closed the door. After a few minutes I heard the shower start and I stepped into the bathroom.I pulled the shower curtain open and she was already lathered up. I stepped in and washed my cock. She reached down and tugged it lightly while starring into my eyes. We showered quickly; we rinsed and exited the shower. We.
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Shannon looked at me and asked "how is it my fault you left you're laptop on the roof?" Well when I was putting Michele in her car seat you bent over the front seat to help and I was transfixed by the fact you weren't wearing a bra and without your jacket on you were showing some nipple. It's a miracle I remembered to put myself in the car; there was no blood in my brain at the time." I explainedAs I was talking Shannon had bent over and was adjusting her strap on her shoe giving me he same view as earlier, she looked up at me and smiled a little smile that said I know where you are looking, I could make out both of her nipples, since she had stopped breast feeding she had stopped wearing a bra every day claiming the bra was irritating her, so on the days she didn't wear a bra she would wear a tight blazer that acted like a bra. She wasn't wearing the blazer now."Oh I see what you mean, I guess you do get a good view" she said as she stood up and walked around my desk, she looked at.

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