The very next day, he packed a suitcase and left. I didn’t try to stop him. Even though I loved him with all my heart, I still had some pride left. ...’ll be fine without him, I told myself. My children and I don’t need him. We’ll be just fine without him. Three months later, he came back. He let himself in without saying a word and sat on the couch as though he was the king of the household. ‘What are you doing here?’ I asked. ‘I’m back,’ he said nonchalantly. It was pointless to argue with. Excited by this I began thrusting up into my foster mother, and this made her moan more and clearly she liked it.Then Angie, clearly feeling a little left out, climbed up onto the table, moved around until she was straddling my head, and then lowered her sweet teen pussy towards my face, and eagerly I stuck out my tongue.My foster sister moaned as my tongue met her little wet pussy, and began lapping at it, and then Donna joined in, and we were both soon licking at Angie's sweet little teen. More

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