“Says who?” I grumbled.“Says me. Do you want some coffee or not?”“Help me up before it gets cold. I can’t move.”“You’re such a baby....�� Wes laughed as he slipped an arm under me and sat me up, supporting me against his chest. I don’t think I really knew what was happening when he put a mug in my hands. I only know that I practically inhaled the coffee.“Mmm.”“Adorable.”“Shut up.”He rubbed my shoulders while I began to wake up, and holy hell I was sore.“You monster. You broke all my bones.”“Did I?”. I then let Jaimie up and led her around and slapped her red ass as she crawled up on the bed, my wife and I bed, she crawled into a 69 over her mother.Still up on her hands and knees I made her move so her pussy was over Pams face and my cum dripped down on Pams face. I reached in and spread Jaimies pussy wide with my fingers and watched as I cum dribbled from Jaimie to Pam, hitting Pam right on the lips and cheeks. I then ordered Pam to lean up and lick my cum and slick her daughters clit. She. I was a little hesitant because of the morning breath that I knew I had. But he did not seem to mind. NOR did I. It actually was part of this boy that I loved so deeply. We explored each other this first morning like it was again, the first time. As he kissed me, my hand was rubbing his cock and to my surprise it seemed to be getting even harder.He began caressing me as his hand roamed around my back. He moved it up and down rubbing softly. He made his way to my hip and then to my shorts, which. I hadn't yet seen between her legs but I'd always imagined she must've shaved. I was not disappointed to say the least when she lay back and spread her legs. Her beautiful pink center was juicy and moist as I continued to stroke my engorged member. When she finally reached between her legs to run a finger through her lips I wished it was me doing it to her but I was scared. As we continued to masturbate I swear I saw the moistness between her legs thicken and run down to the chair. She rubbed.
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