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Rushing upstairs to change into something slutty. Friday afternoon I am dusting in a one-piece thong swimsuit. Suddenly my collar is grabbed from behind. “Such a naughty mommy.” Becca says. “I didn’t really think you would keep this up.” She forces me to bend over backwards, my head resting on her shoulder while her free hand dives down the front of my suit. Groping my big tits “you really are a whore though. Aren’t you?” She hisses in my ear. “Y...yes, mistress.” I gasp. My pussy quivering with lust. My daughter drags me over to the couch. Bending me over the arm. My nearly bare ass in the air. “I’ve seen you checking out my tits, you flabby assed fuck waffle.” I wince as she spanks my rear. “Now it’s time to put to in your place.” I hear something hard smack her hand. Looking back I see she has a big wooden mixing spoon. “Who owns you?” She asks with a WHAP on my rear. “Uunh! Your father does!” I gasp. “That’s right.” She smacks me hentai again. “And of the two of us. Who do you think he wants to fuck more?” Another cruel smack. “You. He’d want to fuck you.” I nearly have an orgasm at that. The thought of Eddy and Becca together. She rotated her hips from side to side. “I’m a fair hand with a wrench. Piper and I looked at each other, giggled and stood up. "Ooohhhh Cindy!" We were having a wonderful time, it was an amazing hentai festival. Abby let out a small moan as I stroked her delicate nipple, and circled the soft flesh around it. Who are you?” “Give him a bj sweety poor thing is suffering.” Mona looked back at Arthur and saw that he was serious. “I think you should. She sucked hard on my bud. Steve and Malcolm went off next.