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Better than you shooting your load in your Jeans, or me creaming in my panties.” I giggled girlishly. “What’s so funny Jenny?” “Oh, nothi...g much, it’s just that I just remembered that I’m not wearing any panties under my skirt.” Reaching behind me, I found the button on the intercom. “You can go on home Judi. This will take a while. I’ll lock up. Have a good weekend.” Taking Randy’s hand, I pulled him to his feet and led him towards my examination room. “Randy, I need to get a sample of. As I go to get out of the car, you grab my cock really hard and tell me to follow you, so I climb over the seats while you hold firmly onto my cock as you lead me into the house. As you lead me into the kitchen by my stiff cock, I grab your arm and pull you back to me and throw you up against the door and give you a deep passionate kiss while fondling your tits. As we continue to kiss, I press my body against yours to press my already stiff cock against your pussy. I start to grind my cock into. The kids were outside in record time; for once, Henry got dressed quicker than Tiffany. He put the two kids in the sled basket, then headed across the road, to where the training trail in the field lay covered with snow. He made two laps around the field, then brought the sled to a halt. "Hey, Tiffany," he said. "Would you like to drive for a while?" Can I, daddy?" she squealed, not quite believing him."Sure thing," he said, "Let's you and me trade places." He probably wouldn't have done it,. I just wanted to get out.”“That’s it? Anything wrong?”“No.”I moved so I could look properly at his face.“There is. I can tell.”He snorted. “Yeah right.”I shrugged, pulling away from him, reaching off the bed for the bottle of cleaner.“No, no! Don’t leave.” He pulled me back so that I was clutching his warm body. He wrapped his arms around me, preventing any escape. I lifted my face up so we could kiss.It was innocent at first, but I eventually rolled on top of him, pressing our hard chests.
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