I had read enough stories and knew that there well may be some blood which I did now want on my duvet cover. XXX Xnxx Mum, well how can I describe mum? Mum, well how can I describe mum? “How, when, did they?”Â
I laughed, ”ÂSee mum even your own daughter believes it is you”Â
“You mean its not?”Â
“Of course not you fuckwit, I Photoshop’d the image”Â
The two girls both burst into laughter, .”ÂOh my god I have to get a copy of that, ”Â
Mum looked alarmed before I piped up. I could not make out whether she was mad or just enjoying calling mother names. I just pointed over to the computer. I pulled out of Vicky’s cunt and with one movement grabbed Cathy by her hair towards my bloody cock. As soon as I rolled off mum and lay by her side she sat up and pushed her dress back down over her upper thighs and pussy. Mum, well how can I describe mum? I finished off squeezing the rest of my cum by my own hand, letting it drop on Vicky’s leg. I opened my eyes to discover why they were muffled. I opened my eyes to discover why they were muffled.
