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I stammered another apology, not sure what to do or say. Mom smiled at me with pity, and finally put her foot down on the ground. She got up, and for a moment I thought the awkward conversation was over, but then she reached for the knot that secured the towel around her breasts and gave it a little tug. The piece of cloth fell to the floor and now my mother was completely naked. Then she placed her right hand on her hip and transferred most of her weight onto that leg, while slightly bending the other at the knee. Posed like a model, she instinctively emphasized the glorious curves of her mature, feminine figure. Once again, I was aware that this was my mother and that I really ought to avert my eyes, but I just had to keep looking, and admire cartoon her voluptuous body. She was cursed with the same alabaster skin as my sister. It was almost translucent pale and it forced them to stay in the shade at Cartoons all times to avoid a severe sunburn, but god, did it look good naked. From her auburn hair to the freshly painted crimson toenails, I could not find a single imperfection. I had always known my mother was a good-looking woman, but I never vintage could have suspected she was so absolutely breathtaking. Posed like she was, her body seemed like it was made of the purest white marble, like Funny a masterly sculpted statue of a beautiful goddess. Her breasts were perfectly round and remarkably firm and full for a woman in her late thirties and mother of three. The milky white globes were adorned by a pair of extremely kissable nipples with dimpled areolae in a reddish shade of pink that stood out beautifully against the creamy skin and matched the coral shade of her pussy lips. Looking down I noticed her stomach was still tight, despite her pregnancies. There was a slight definition of the abdominal muscles, but enough padding to give her a pleasing, womanly figure. At the place where her long legs met, the soft curves of her lower abdomen flowed into the swelling of her pubic mound. Because of the way she was she was standing, I couldn’t see much of her pussy. Only the top of her cleft and part of the clitoral hood were visible, the dainty inner lips were completely hidden. Her closed lips gave her pussy a clean look that couldn’t be more different from the raw, aroused way she had displayed it earlier. Clean or raw, I loved it. It suddenly occurred to me that I was taking way too much time gazing at my mother’s naked body and quickly looked up. She was looking into my eyes and I got the feeling she could read my every thought. I felt my cheeks blush. “So, you 'guess' you like my pussy?” she asked, movie smiling again. “No!.. I mean... They could each hear their pulse in their ears, hear how frantic it was. Cheryl said with a smile so you are the one that stole my sons heart once and for all? You and George can stand in the doorway to the back room, but don’t get too close Funny to the door in case it breaks and splinters. My skin felt like it was on fire and my vision went blurry from the force of the climax overtaking me. My pussy spasmed and I exploded all over Bo’s cock and Daddy’s hand, my girl cum shooting out down my thighs. “I'll make you feel good as an apology for picking on you.” I don’t care about the slippery slope.” Katie looks into her dads eyes, “I’m ok daddy. I was already sitting in a comfortable, lounging armchair and our two new friends cartoon sat down across from me, ready to enjoy some good beats and maybe have a movie conversation. Sarah paid Father to fuck us.” That brought another fit of giggles from the sisters. Patty had experienced being enslaved before, she was once owned by CG Wagner of Mississippi. Brittney Spears might have made millions vintage doing her music video in the same outfit, but my wife looked 100 times sexier. She caught her breath as he dropped his clothes on the floor. It was all very romantic, and in the morning I woke because she was cuddling close against me and her curls were tickling me as she moved. He resisted the urge to pull his cock out and start masturbating. Let him Cartoons taste himself." “Lucky,” muttered Nikkole behind me while the scratch of pencils echoed behind me. The whirlwind of emotions whipping through my mind weren’t all pleasant, but they were definitely making my penis do it’s absolutely best to break out of it’s little plastic cage. I was nervously happy with the plan. That still itched at me.