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” She smiled at Paul, then she raised her face up and sniffed Beth’s parted pussy. Then softly said to Paul, “go ahead and sniff it.”When Paul raised his face up and sniffed his mother’s pussy, Beth felt something tickling between her legs and glanced down and noticed her son with his nose touching her pubic hairs as he breathe on her aroma.Beth exclaimed and quite embarrassed. “Oh my gosh Paul! don’t do that! don’t breathe!”Elizabeth grinned and said to Paul, “You also smelled quite musky when you came out of that pussy.”“Hmmm, I love and adore my Mom’s musk.” Paul answered and grinned back at Elizabeth.Beth had heard it and she just rolled her eyes and said, “You two are being silly!”Then after a while and a few more spin, more movement and more entanglement, Paul’s dick happened to be touching Elizabeth’s inner thighs. And it started to grow and became hard. With a few more movements, his dick was almost touching her pussy.Paul warned Elizabeth not to move farther or his cock might. ‘Yeah. Well, I’ve never been a mistress before. I think I’ll enjoy it, except I’ll be furious at the thought of you with her. Now, I want you to dress me. The more I feel your hands on my body, the better!’ She stood up, and lifted first one leg then the other, with a hand on his shoulder, while he pulled her panties up and slid her dress over her shoulders. ‘Ah well, time to rejoin the human race, I think.’ It was Saturday morning and Tara was busy with her house work. Wearing just a chemise and knickers, She loved to have the occasional dance with the hoover as her partner. Her chores were disrupted by a ring at the door. To her surprise, her caller was Marcia. Dressed in a short summary dress, she brushed past Tara and stood in the middle of the lounge with her hands on her hips. ‘Now lady, what’s this I’ve been hearing about you and my husband?’ ‘Marcia, what the hell are you talking about?’ ‘Look at you! Dressed like the slut that you are. Showing your arse to all and sundry.’.
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I wanted them as far apart as possible. As she stroked my cunt, I felt the energy sweeping through me to the ends of my fingers and felt that I would fall to the floor in ecstasy. "I've always wanted you." Kate whispered. "And me you," I replied. She put her fingers through my hair. Through the thin curtain I could see the silhouettes of other dancers walking past through the change room. I half hoped they couldn't see us; but then the thought of being watched at this act made me more excited. Someone could open that curtain any minute and see us. After resting against her naked body, I walked to the mirror to see what my make-up was like. It was smudged everywhere. "Oh, no." I said, "My make-up!" I wasn't sure what do because my make up artist would be busy now and I didn't have much time to put it on before I would be dancing. "Its okay." Kate said, and opened up her personal make-up case. "I think we can get away with this." She lightly dabbed my lips with some red lipstick which.

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