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At that moment Sandra calls him and me to say that perhaps Steven is coming back earlier, perhaps today. I get out of Mark’s room as soon as I can to discuss it with Sandra in the corridor.Then, when she gets back in front of the TV. I come back and I find him, with that cool look, lying on his bed, thinking. And I say, “Darling, I'm not saying you shouldn't date until you're a mature man. I'm just saying it's something to keep in mind. If you like a girl who's around your age, right now or even a little bit younger, they're just a bit easy, ok? They want to have fun. As you want to. It's not a hard and fast rule, nor rocket science.”“It’s easy for you to say that you know” he replies back rudely rolling his eyes typical of teenagers.“Well, yes it has been easy for me but for you, surely, some of them are going to appreciate you, but a lot of them may not, and all you could do is enjoy the time that you have with them, and then, just know that you're gonna be okay whatever happens.
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Then I say naughtily, “Oh, no, no, what a disaster!” I try to wipe with a wet cloth because cream and chocolate are very very difficult to wash. “Oh my gosh, oh God, it’s everywhere. Oh no, no, no, no, no, oh I'm so sorry…” I talk in a sexy porn video voice, pretending to be a horny MILF. Mark laughs a bit and stares at me with his open mouth. “Ush, the cream is all over your lap. OH no no no, please, don't get up. So I have to rub this very part of my trousers, pretending not to be touching your cock, while I try to wipe off the cream.” I tell him, looking him in the eye, tossing my hair behind.He laughs and I comment, “Did you see that magic? I made you smile again. Now I'll make you want to talk again. “Oh, oh, oh, but… here…” I say, “while I come back to my role of the ‘innocent step-mom’. I rub his crotch again and again massaging the length and breadth of it gently at first and then firmly until it resembled the strong bark of a tree.“You got an erection!!” I say falsely amaz
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He puts it on and I smear white all over my mouth like a slut dripping with saliva. He then stands up and starts fucking my mouth. The sound and noise of slapping and slurps of saliva excite me and him so much. Then he takes some chocolate and puts it on the base so that my whole face rests on his crotch. And I sink into it like a pillow. I plunge into it like it's the last cock I'll ever see in my life. At that point, I tell Mark to take the initiative. He smiles like a child with a new toy. He makes me stand up. He turns me around and unbuttons my apron. He embraces me from behind with that upright sword protected between my ass cheeks and squeezes my breasts with his hands. Then, he takes the cake and lovingly spreads it all across my big round plump ass. He makes me lie on my stomach and starts licking all the cream off my buttock. It makes me laugh and yet gives me butterflies in my stomach. His willingness to play, to not take himself seriously, pleases me infinitely. I laugh,
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I scream, every cell in my body awoke, thrilled and excited.“How do you know?” I ask him.“How do you know that about me?” I ask again, now all tipsy after consuming that powerful cocktail. I don’t know if it was the liquor or the story he told me that was getting me all horny.But while I am still talking, a passionate kiss greets me. He sticks his tongue in my mouth like it's the only thing he knows how to do. We kiss passionately. Like I have never kissed Marcus. Like I will never kiss anyone.He offers his hand to me and I take it. In order to move around the room.“I know everything about you.” He says.“I need to know about you. Really. Right now.” I say trying to have a fixed voice but my tongue is trembling with desire. And I want to take him. His breath is on my neck and is warm and fluid. His lips start caressing the tip of my earlobe. The music actually never stopped but I realized it just right now. At that moment he starts touching my butt. He asks me with a deep sexy vo
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She who possesses such a fabulous body is performing the sun salutation, or rather the waning sun salutation, a yoga exercise to relax the muscles of the back and legs I remain for several minutes admiring this dance of the ass, enraptured, and I notice the sudden tingling between my legs.I admire the right leg rising from the ground and extending in all its length towards the ceiling of the room. A celestial vision, the crack between her ass cheeks slowly widening, letting me admire the furrow of her cunt in all its splendour.I have my cock throbbing between my fingers and I feel that it is about to explode and in fact I see in the half-light four squirts landing on the fabric wrapping those buttocks. Taken aback, I try to put the rod back in my boxer shorts as it stubbornly does not want to go back in and I hear a rustle of fabric approaching my pram.I remain awkwardly silent when I look her moving like an ancient Greek gymnastic. Though suddenl
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Thus, Paul comes closer and closer to me as he says, “You do like Lolita, don’t you?” “I think it's nice.” I say without looking him into his face. “I think it's sexy…” he says. “Yes. I agree.” I say, shyly in a small voice. “I think you are sexy.” He says as he grabs my hips. I moan and I turn to look at him. My face is sighing dripping with desire but because I would love to hold him tight. He looks me in the eyes and kisses me passionately. His erection pressed into my hips. I can feel his tool. It is fucking hard and fucking huge. 3 times John's dick. I am dreaming. He groans and pushes me against the wooden library on the wall. The hit scored my back, but I don't mind. I am aroused by it. My pussy is wet and I am incredibly excited. Paul's hands rake against my heavy breasts and belly and find the damp cleft between my legs. His touch is gentle but decided. Such a better sensation than John's touch. He takes me by the hips and makes me lie on his wooden round table. There
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I run upstairs and repeat the outfit I had already worn earlier. But it occurs to me that in my hurry I forgot to change my underwear. I like to change them everytime I dress for hygiene reasons. So I undress completely, in a hurry, without thinking.When I turn towards the window, completely naked, I realise I haven't closed the curtains and for a second (which seems a very long time) I meet Paul's distant gaze. Shit! I immediately pull the covers and quickly change. I put on my blue silk dress and walk down the stairs, realising that I was all soaking wet.I was excited and I was sure about John. It's obvious. It's normal. We're probably going to have one of those special nights. I walk up to him in the hall, dressed like this, and see him smiling at me. I sit down to dinner and finish what I was eating, but get up to serve him ice cream. When I bring it to him, John stands up and starts to take off my dress. He slowly pulls it off me.Then, he tel
