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I invited her to come to my office where I asked her to strip naked for me.She did not hesitate to undress.My question as to her natural hair colour was still unanswered definitely - her mound was totally bald.She sat back on the sofa, waiting for me to undress. After I had placed my clothes neatly on the corner of my desk, I walked over and stood in front of her. My cock was almost hard, but I still invited her to have a suck to complete my arousal.With her small manicured hand wrapped around the shaft, she gently milked it for a moment before she guided it between her lips into her hot wet mouth. She had a talented tongue, with it swirling around the head, and pushing into my piss slit."You've done this before" I commented as I ran my hand through her silky smooth blonde hair.She nodded her head, whilst sliding my cock deeper into her mouth until I touched the entrance to her throat."Oh fuck" I groaned under my breath.With a gulp she allowed my cock to slide into her throat until. We have just enough time for a quickie blowjob, then have to head downstairs. Suki said you have a spa appointment, and I'm getting new boobs today!" Lani's excitement made him smile.From across the bed, he heard the MDFST waking his father. Whispering followed by wet slurping sounds left no doubt Richard was enjoying the same treatment."Okay." Duke huffed. "A quickie blowjob it is." Goody!" She chirped.Her lips wrapped themselves around his head. She began sucking. Her tongue teased, her hand moved down to his balls. She lovingly cupped and caressed them while bobbing her head. Duke let the pressure build rapidly, he didn't have time for a long suck-session right now. Soon enough, a geyser of cum flooded his stripper's mouth."Ah! Fuck!" His release moan made his cousin and mother stir.Knuckling her eyes, Tammie rolled over. She smiled at the sight. Lani greedily drank down her cousin's yummy cock-juice."I'm next!" She chirped."Not this morning." Suki's voice drifted over the bed..
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Do you?” He asked my father. My father was panting and breathing hard, but all he said was “You sick fuck, stop this.” I couldn’t see my father but I heard Mr. Miller laugh at him. “Really? Part of you doesn’t think it’s sick.” My father moaned and said nothing more. Mr. Miller came to stand by me again. “Maybe the resembleance is lower down. Strip cunt.” I stood back and took off my t-shirt then shimmied out of my skirt while Mr. Miller roughly pulled my mother’s skirt off along with her panties. I’d never seen my mother naked of course, and was surprised that she was so slim but her cunt was covered in a thatch of hair. Mr. Miller made a gagging sound. “How can you fuck that bush when you have a tight, slick hole in the house?” He asked my father. “No resemblance there, unless….” He laughed and pushed me to my knees in front of my mother. “Spread her lips open cunt.” I reached up spreading my mother’s legs, then rubbed her cunt. My father made a strangled protest.

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