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His search for answers as well as his nagging conscience had to take a backseat to the lust that pumped through his body.Mark pulled her forward gently and looked into her eyes. He watched as they slowly closed and her head tilted. He leaned his face in and kissed her softly on her full soft lips. Even with the current events he was surprised as Sara kissed him back. He opened his mouth slightly and was pleased when she followed his lead. His tongue worked its way forward searching for her's. What had started as a soft kiss soon turned into something much more urgent.He moved his hands down her back slowly until they were filled with the smooth skin of her firm ass. He pulled her body tight against his until he could feel the base of his erection pressed firmly against her pussy. He cursed his pajama bottoms for keeping him from feeling the heat of her skin against him but knew that would soon change...Sara moaned as she felt her pussy make contact with her dad's hard cock. She could. I put the bowl down as Devon reached for my tits. I leaned back and let him kiss my neck and feel my body. I could feel his cock getting hard against my back. MMMMMMMMM he moaned as I moved my body against his. Damn girl, youre making me want to fuck you. I placed my hands over his and guided him to my thighs, if thats what you want, then do it. Devon turned me around and kissed me hard on the mouth, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth. His extra large hands groped and fondled as I undid his belt and zipper. I freed his stubby cock with one hand and reached for his balls with the other. He moaned again and picked me up, I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me to the kitchen table where be placed me on the edge. He stuck two fingers in my pussy and I moaned in his mouth. Devon was all hands and tongue as he continued to grope me like a typical teenage boy. He pulled me forward and just like that, he was inside of me. He may not have been long, but his girth made the.
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