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Wet Mommy Pussy

wet mommy pussy christinaThe phone is ringing and your name comes up on the caller ID. My heart starts pounding and my juices start flowing. I can feel my nipples begin to harden as I reach for the phone, I know that our time together is going to be hot as hell. You will want to know all about what I have been doing with all the little ones that pitter patter around the house all day long, as well as what the older ones are into now. You know I am a hands on mommy and that I am into everything they do. You are so interested in all the things we are doing and I can hear your breathing change as you listen intently. As your breathing changes my hand slides between my legs and I start rubbing my wet mommy pussy slowly as I talk. Closing my eyes I can imagine you sitting there with the head of your cock glistening with pre-cum as your hand moves up and down your shaft. It won’t belong before we both explode and our creamy, hot cum flows. In my mind I imagine you shooting your load all over the picture of me that you are looking at while we talk and I can almost feel it dripping down my face as we cum together.


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