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She giggled again. - Yes, I certainly have, haven t I. And a fine one it is,
if I may say so. I now proceded to clean off her chin and her breasts, and for
sure my cock made no secret of it. While I was drying her off my trousers
looked more like a tent, and to my great surprise mum stretched out her hand
and squezed my cock lightly. And her eyes were fixed on it all the time. While
I was drying her breasts she sighed heavily, and as the towel no longer
touched her breasts she whispered to me: - Touch my breasts again, John,
but without the towel. I dropped the towel in a milisecond and both my hands
went to her breasts. I loved Drunk Porn the feeling of them - so alive and yet so firm and
with the nipples upturned. - Touch my nipples, she whispered again, and all
the time she was fondling my cock through my trousers. I let my
index-fingers circle her nipples, and then instinctively I pinched them
between two fingers and let a third scratch lightly on the nipples. Now she
was definately moaning, but those were the days when porn-movies hardly
existed and at least I hadn t seen one - so I really did not know how to
continue. But at last I got an idea. I let my right hand wander down her body
until I could take hold of the waistband of her panties, and I whispered to her:
- Can I wash you there, but without soap? She let go of my cock, and for a
brief second I was afraid I had been too rash. Then she looked up, and her
eyes looked so open, and she looked so vulnarable.
- Drunk Porn , this is all wrong, John. And I know it s because I got so
drunk at the party, but yes. You may touch my pussy if you want. In fact I
want you to do it.

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