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She lightly ran a fingertip along the length of his penis before she let them go.“You seem to be a little more assertive than you were at lunch time... is there something that you want?” David grinned.He was enjoying this game of cat and mouse.“Have you got rid of that link like I asked?” she replied.“Yes Sis; I don’t really need it any more do I?” He pointed at the computer screen. Jennifer has guessed that he had filmed her wanking him earlier in the day; it did not come as a surprise.“I like. Richard winced. He knew from experience how the soap must sting but was nevertheless further aroused by the eroticism.Sharon kept her back to him as she bent to wash her legs which she did languorously. Then she stood upright, splayed her legs and washed her pussy, gently stroking the outer lips, circling her clit and then plunging two fingers into her vulva. Her other hand began to vigorously wash her clit. She came quickly with a sigh and immediately turned the shower on to rinse. More

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