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She pours herself a coke zero from the fridge with ice, and adds a generous nip of twenty year old bourbon to it. She stalks back to the couch and collapses unceremoniously into it - unwittingly in the perfect frame of the camcorder you've hidden. You smile and shake your head. Deb really does have no bad camera angles. You smile, feeling like the naughtiest perve as you open the remote app for the camcorder on your phone and start it recording. The camera feed shows Deb has shucked off her heels and is struggling tits out of her pantyhose. You duck back for a moment and spray yourself with water from a spray bottle. Pausing for a moment, you confirm that you look like you've just finished a workout on the exercise bike, and pad into the kitchen, breathing heavily to ensure you sell it, and snag a chocolate ice block from the freezer. "Oh, hi Deb. Didn't realise you would be back so soon. How'd it go with Dad today?" you ask, as you plop yourself masturbation down next to her on the couch. She scowls for a moment, then catches herself, and forces the bitterness from her face as she puts her game face on. "Oh, hi sweetie! Yeah, it went okay…" she says, smiling a smile with absolutely no mirth in it, fetish her emerald eyes clearly showing the juxtaposition of her mood. "Yeah? I bet he couldn't keep his eyes off you, dressed like this…" you reply, smiling coyly. She pauses for a moment, and looks at you for the first time. Her eyes dilate as she takes in your current state. Your tank top clings to your figure like you've been sitting in the rain for an hour. Her eyes linger on your breasts, real where the water has rendered your already tight tank-top virtually see-through, your heavy breaths drawing attention to your rapidly rising and falling breasts, the areola of your nipples erect. She nervously licks her lips. Breaking the silence, you sniff the air. "Does that coke have something else in it, Deb? It smells funny." She nods. "Yeah, babe, it's got some of your dad's bourbon in it. Just what a girl needs after a hard day." she responds, bitterness creeping into her voice. "Are you sure everything is okay, Deb? You seem kind of depressed…" you press, making a concerned daughter face. She laughs, her bitterness coming to the fore. "Well...honey, your Dad was really busy with his work, and he was in a meeting when I went to see him. His assistant wouldn't let me in. She said he told her he was in a vital meeting with a biochemical firm from Asia, and that he big couldn't have me 'disrupting his very important meeting'." She laughed, realizing her words were slightly slurred. Then it was scuttling, up the tits tree once more. I fitted the head in big to her softness and gently pushed further inside. ...Leona’s final words, ‘. It took a few seconds for everyone to come back to reality and refocus on the rest of the room. Both sporting lovely figures with pert young breasts and curvy hips worthy of models. Make her cum like you do all the sluts.” “Wow, May…” I managed. We left her to wake up with the rest of the pack.” She continued to suck my cock into her mouth until I was drained. Ahhhh1” was all I could muster as my cock started pulsing my hot creamy load down Brooke’s throat. Yes. A fieldstone fence borders the property, and the backyard ends at the Erie Canal. Each knot that popped out, a gush of his filthy seed cascaded out until he was finally liberated from her welcoming mound. “Besides, I need to nurse our daughters. I grab the towel and wipe her feet. “Baby girl, did you enjoy it when we brutalized you masturbation the other night, in your very own living room?” When next Lily pulled out, she slapped both cheeks while she pushed, timing herself so she speared him just as she hit him across his ass. Stroking away, he looked at his mom’s glazed face, marveling at the sexual energy it carried. He was about to reach inside her thong when the oven timer rang. What are you—get the fuck out—right now!" I let out soft, gentle moans while lovingly encouraging him and telling him what fetish a good boy he was. "All you have real to is, every two hours, spend five minutes rubbing your pussy while sucking on this." The drowsiness took hold a second later, the world began to dim.