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She bit my neck and squashed her breasts into my chest, gasping for breath, she relaxed her bladder muscles and flooded me."I can't stop it, Tommy, I ...an't stop cumming, shag me, baby, shag me fucking hard.,”My own orgasm was no less powerful, it seemed to begin in my brain and spread outwards until I was tingling all over, even my feet tingled as she went limp and collapsed against me, almost tipping us both off the chair."Bloody hell mum." I laughed and tipping her head up to mine, kissed her. I made sure they were all clearly meant for girls, I knew otherwise would just earn me another spanking and I’d have to buy more after.The dry cleaners was different. There was no way to drop them off and pick them up without avoiding human interaction. The man at the dry cleaners always scowled at me, avoided eye contact, and I could hear him muttering foul things under his breath when I was around.My life had devolved to spending hours each day in a girls onesie, doing chores, or getting. More

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