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He sat the clipboard on my bed and thenretrieved the scale. He came back with the measuring tape and started tomeasure different points on my body. Height, arm length, bicepthickness, chest, waist, hips, thighs. I got a little restless when hecontinued to measure things like the distance between my lower back andthe back of my knees and my feet."All done with measurements," he said like he had done me a favor by nottaking longer. "You're sitting around 5'10'' tall. Not bad.I could see there were still a few blanks missing on his clipboard, buthe placed it back in his brief case before I could see what they werefor."I feel like I may have jumped the gun a little," he said turning to mewith an apologetic look on his face. "I really don't have much else toexplain to you about the missions trip. If it is something you areinterested in, you can come to me any time and we'll work on getting youprepared.I was about to speak when he held out his hand to stop me."Don't decide now. Let me know. Luke was wanking hard and he knew it would not take long. When he was ready to come he stepped closer to his mother and let rip strands of spunk down her front. Andrea didn’t move, made no attempt to avoid it. Luke stopped, he was spent. They stood looking at each other waiting. Andrea moved first, using her finger to collect his spunk from her face, and then swallowing it. Luke’s cock immediately stiffened again, but he didn’t move other than that. Andrea reached and lifted her tee shirt over her head, holding the tee shirt and scrapping semen off it. Luke stared at her bra covered breasts. She lowered the tee shirt and looked at her son. She smiled at him, took one more look at his cock, turned and walked away to finish loading the washing machine. A couple of nights later Andrea was in bed, not quite asleep. Her phone buzzed. Luke had borrowed her phone and installed a new app. She was watching her son lie on his bed. His only clothing a pair of boxed shorts. His hand kept running.
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He put his other hand back on her throat and plunged his cock back into her mouth. He began to thrust again, but this time her body did not stiffen when his cock filled her throat. Her body went slack instead, and she let him take her over. This time he thrust faster, and there was a pleasant wet noise as the cock slipped in and out of her throat. He again let her up for air. She again paused only for a moment before greedily filling her empty mouth with his sack. He grabbed a fist full of her hair, and she readied herself for another throat fucking, but before he had a chance to start again, a pair of hands grabbed her at the hips and pulled. She cried out in surprise and looked back. It was the bald man. Come to finish me off, she thought. She was now on all fours, supported by her knees and skinny arms. She spread her legs apart and presented herself to the bald man. He took position and plunged into her. She was so wet and inviting that he slipped in easily. Finally, there was a.

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