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But this time she was not walking away and was going to do what she could to see her smile again. She stood up and stepped around Lilly and sat back down almost in her lap. Lilly had her head down and Kelly could see the tears dripping into the tub. She placed her hand under Lilly’s chin and lifted her head and made her look her in the eyes. Kelly wanted to say something to make her stop crying but she just could not think of anything that would work so she simply leaned in and kissed her softly. It was not at hot and heavy as the kiss a minute ago but there was just as much passion and feeling if not more. The kiss did not last very long and when Kelly pulled back she looked right into Lilly’s eyes. They were still misty but she was not longer crying. “Stop playing with my head,” Lilly said. “Do you want to be with me or not?” “Its complicated.” “How.” “Lets not talk about it here. Lets go to your apartment.” Lilly nodded and stood up and started grabbing her clothes sniffling a few. The soaked lacy material and my bathers were all that separated my throbbing dick from Mom’s pussy. She licked the bottom of my earlobe with a quick dart of her tongue and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer. I stood up from the bed and pulled my shorts down. Mom mirrored me by lifting her ass off the comforter and sliding her panties the rest of the way down her thighs. She flicked them off her ankles and I noticed her beaver was the same sexy, chestnut brown color as the hair on her head.I leant a knee back onto the bed and pushed Mom onto her back, crouching over her. My veiny shaft was hovering above her pussy like a snow leopard waiting to pounce. She spread her legs and arched her back, waiting for me. Her breath was coming in loud rushes, her bra flopping uselessly at her sides. And her bare tits, wet with my saliva, were heaving up and down with each gasp.“Put it in,” she whispered at me through half-closed eyes, arching her back.I lowered myself down and gave my cock a.
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