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I groped her rump, following her closely. She grabbed Tonya’s skirt, lifting it with her hand.“Why were you late?” I purred, my fingers digging ...nto Mrs. Albert’s plumb butt-cheeks.“Well...” Tonya squirmed. “Seth and I lost track of time. That’s all, Mommy.”Mrs. Alberts shuddered.“And you weren’t being a bad girl, were you?” I asked, my heart pounding. My bush was soaked with my juices. Some drops of my cream leaked past my silky pubic hair and dribbled down my thighs.“Of course not, Mommy.”. I’d suggested something cheaper, but got overruled.“Thank you,” he said. “But I told you not to bring anything.”“How could we come to a housewarming and not bring a gift?” she added. I noticed several of the men standing around Tony looking down at the floor as she said this. I’ll bet they hadn’t brought gifts.“Well thank you,” he said and put the bottle, rather dismissively, on the nearby end table. So much for good wine. I got the feeling that Tony was more the whiskey kind of guy. “Please. More

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