"He said that material possessions didn't matter. He said I needed to remember her playing, in my head. The violin was not her soul mate any more, but...just an instrument now. The music in it was dead. 'Only in your memories can your mother's music live on.' Those were his words. And maybe he was right..." He didn't have to sell the violin," Richard said quietly.Emily shrugged, as she wiped the tears from her face and returned to the room from her distant memories. "He thought I'd be better off. "Daaaaad," she whines in a shouldn't tone. I open my mouth put it on her wet pussy lips then slide my tongue out and begin to slowly stroke her pussy lips with my tongue and kissing her sweet pussy "OOhhhh my God, she moans" as my tongue parted her lips and circled her clit "oh Jesus Dad, we are so bad" she claims as she places her hand behind my head pulling it into her further, firmer as she rotates her hips and wipes her pussy across my mouth.I flicked my tongue against her clit and sucked. More

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