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We missed you.”“Oh yeah? Who is we?”“Mom asked about you. Mason did too.”“Cassie?” I asked, looking away.“She was actually hoping you ...ould be there.”“Oh yeah? How so? She ready to come home?” I asked, perking up a little as I turned back towards Candace.“Uhm, no. Actually, she was wondering if you would be willing to, uhm, give her some more stuff. She’s out. She didn’t know how you’d feel about it, after, you know, everything that happened.” Candace stammered.I paused for a moment. Originally. I had rolled her shorts up so far that they were basically round her waist, with a little triangle of short visible disappearing into her crack. My cock was lodged between the top of her thighs and I could feel her warm mound dragging along the top of my shaft as I pushed in and out. I alternated between squeezing her naked ass cheeks and forcing my hands up around her to her boobs.The first time I cupped her boobs I had to bite bottom my lip, which I often do to hold back from cumming. She was. More

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