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She didn't resist when I unbuttoned the blouse and slid my fingers inside. The steaming hot water cascaded over her body as she stood with her eyes closed and head raised. I explored her sopping folds until I found her hard little clitty. On the wall adjacent to the television and couch was a small bookcase. The vibration of his voice pushed her over the edge. He loved his mother and sister.

And she did not care.

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Carter had a firm grip on her ass, preventing her from escaping. She told me her emotions are all over the place. Suddenly June wrapped her legs around his head. Her eyes were unfocused as he pulled her dress down, grabbed her hands and sat her up. She was not drunk and inhibited.








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