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She tried not to look at David and looked away at the dance floor. Her head bobbed up and down slowly as her eyes glassed over. She gasped and gasped ...s his fingers worked her! Looking at her from afar, you would think her head just bobbed to the music.She did everything she could not to cry out! She stopped trying to push David’s hand away and grabbed the table in front of her. Her painted fingernails tore at the tablecloth for support! Her panties were now drenched with her warm juices. Her. The noise must have alerted Diana of my reappearance from my sexual delirium and she came in through the kitchen door. "Hello mother." I peeked through my fingers and saw that she only wore my white terry-cloth bathrobe, and nothing else by the look of it. She saw my look and shrugged, "You made quite the mess of my jeans." She came over and sat back in the same chair before me.I sat back up and faced her, "Where are my clothes Diana?" Why do you need them mother?" She had a small smirk upon. More

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