"What gives, Bianca?" I want to cuddle," she said, leading me towards the bedroom. "I've been ... you know, all morning."Her comment brought with it a...physical response and amusement. "Okay. But why are we going to the bedroom?" I told you. I want to ... you know." Cuddle?" Yeah, cuddle." But, we don't have to go to the bedroom to cuddle," I pointed out."Yes we do. I want to cuddle naked. Would you like to shower together?"Her enthusiasm made me chuckle. However, when I had her undressed down. ‘I might have something to fit you in my kids’ room.’ ‘You got kids?’ ‘Yeah, well, they live with their mother out in Oregon. I see ’em twice a year now. But I have some of their stuff here, I’ll bet I can find something for you to wear… Now come on in and get yourself cleaned up.’ He closed the door behind her, went into his kid’s room. He found some pretty generic lightweight sweat-pants and a couple of t-shirts. Socks wouldn’t be a problem, but shoes might be. He pulled out a couple of pairs. It smelled kind of sweet, not like other pussies he had smelled. He used his fingers on his hand to open Stacys pussy lips, looking at her pink insides, staring at it, because everything looked so tight. He saw her swollen clit poking out, right at him, and her tight hole, looking really small and tight. He stuck his tongue out and flicked it against Stacys swollen clit, causing Stacys legs to jump and tremble. He laughed to himself, as he did it again, quickly flicking the tip of his tongue. In the living room, Mom took over distributing the gifts. "Now, I don't know how you do it at home, John, but in our house, we take turns opening one at a time." Fine by me," John said. "You open the first one."She smiled and pulled six boxes out from under the tree. "Is this one from you?" she asked him, holding up a small box up and shaking it."Yes, Ma'am." he said, as he sat back to watch Mom untie the ribbon and carefully unwrapped the present."She does this same maddening thing every.
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