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Warrick obliged and, as he moved his hands under the garment, he became starkly aware that the girl wasn’t wearing any underwear at all. Below the bottom of her shirt, he caught a glimpse of the top of the crack of her small, bare ass sat atop his knee. He even recognized a familiar, warm, satiny moisture seeping from her bare split. While the logistics were a bit awkward, he was able to surreptitiously access Hardcore her backside without exposing their ploy to his wife. However, as he worked his hands up to her shoulders, his arms pulled the bottom of her shirt up high enough to leave everything below her hipbones exposed. If Hazel or Brie had looked over, they would have surely seen her young cunny glistening in the flickering light of the television. Elsie balked and quickly yanked the front hem down to cover her crotch so she wouldn’t be caught. Still, her ass continued to peek out from underneath the back of her shirt. Even so, she loved the feeling of Warrick’s hands on her bare flesh, which was magnified by the added thrill that she was doing something naughty. Though she attempted to focus on the movie, she began to enter a trance. On the recliner, Brie continued to sip at her mother’s breast, encouraged by the woman’s increasingly ragged breathing and light whines. In Brie’s world, these sounds were amplified, like the beating of a drum, combined with the moans of a porn star. Hazel’s rubbery nipple was stiff inside her mouth, and she tongued at it like a baby might. It felt blowjob both wrong and right, at the same time, to be sexually engaged with her own mom, and Brie gave in fully to her desires. Her head was buzzing and her own breathing was becoming labored. Beneath her sweatpants, she felt her girl cum dribbling out of her puss and down her crack. It only distracted her from her mother just enough to wonder if she could get away with masturbating right then and there in the living room in view of her parents and even Elsie. It didn’t seem so risky, she thought. After all, only her father had yet to directly experience her torrents of bliss this weekend. Her mother had helped her get Big Boobs off in the car just the day before, and Elsie had shared an orgasm with her at the mall earlier that same day. Even her dad had witnessed something happening at the pool. She fought through the pornstar fog in her head, detached herself from the breast of her attentive mom and glanced over at her dad. She saw him still rubbing Elsie’s shoulders, but he had now moved under her shirt. She could see the side of her friend’s little butt on his knee and wondered if he noticed that she was naked underneath the single thin layer of cotton of her tee-shirt. She began, too, to wonder if her father was hard. She wondered what his penis looked like. 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