Pure Indian Kamsutra

‘Mom,’ she questioned her? ‘How long have you been here?’ ‘Long enough,’ she told her daughter. ‘You saw me, so I thought it only fair.�...� She sat on the edge of the bed. ‘No, I didn’t,’ Dorothy lied to her mother! ‘Yes. You did,’ her mother retorted. I heard you in the hallway.’ ‘Oh mom,’ Dorothy answered, fighting back her tears. ‘I’m so ashamed,’ and the tears flowed down her cheeks. ‘Oh, baby. There’s no need for that,’ Shirley said as she took her daughter’s head in her hands and placed it. I slowly took out my roll of duck tape and stretched out a piece long enough to cover her mouth. Slowly, ever so slowly. I quietly ripped it off and moved it to hover inches over her full, succulent lips. Slowly. As easily as I could manage I pressed it to her lips and along her jaw. I had to make sure she stayed quiet. Now asleep and effectively silenced, I rolled her onto her back and carefully spread her legs. Exposing her treasure for my greedy eyes. I have never seen anything more amazing. More

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