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I hugged her once more and said I would take the luggage upstairs.When I came back downstairs Dee said she needed to get a few things out of the car. ...When the door closed behind her Cathy and I were kissing full on. I ran my hands over her body, the put my hand under the loose skirt she was wearing. I knew she would not be wearing panties. I slid two fingers into her slit and she moaned and ground her groin against my hand which was pressed against my thigh. "Peter, I am so fucking horny. She lightly toyed with my wife’s clit again and said, “See, I knew you had a little lesbian inside you. Now let’s see if I can bring more of it out of you.”Again my wife was whimpering as Lisa increased her finger pressure on my wife’s little bud. But then Lisa also reached over with her other hand and rubbed it over my stiff wood while giving me a playful wink and mouthing shush with her lips.Holly fuck. Never would I think such a thing could happen, but it was. And I was sinfully letting Lisa. More

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