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“Peekaboo, Daddy. See something you like?”

“Peekaboo, Daddy. See something you like?”

“Hey, there, big bro!” my sister said. “Whoa, hey guys, did you see that? She just totally flashed her older brother.” Her other friend, who slept over more often than the one who had just spoken, looked over casually. “So?

“Hey, there, big bro!” my sister said. “Whoa, hey guys, did you see that? She just totally flashed her older brother.” Her other friend, who slept over more often than the one who had just spoken, looked over casually. “So?

At first I had to tell my daughter to lift her skirt up for inspection. She got sick of that so she just started wearing skirts short enough that I could tell at a glance whether or not she was obeying the family “no panties” rule.

At first I had to tell my daughter to lift her skirt up for inspection. She got sick of that so she just started wearing skirts short enough that I could tell at a glance whether or not she was obeying the family “no panties” rule.

“Oh, hi, Mom. What are you doing back there?” “It’s my turn to be back here with you. Your sister can keep your father busy while the two of us have some ‘quality time’ back here just like you two usually do.”

“Oh, hi, Mom. What are you doing back there?” “It’s my turn to be back here with you. Your sister can keep your father busy while the two of us have some ‘quality time’ back here just like you two usually do.”

I just can’t get enough of my sister’s ass. Even though I get to see it naked at home in my bed, I still have to check it out all the time.

I just can’t get enough of my sister’s ass. Even though I get to see it naked at home in my bed, I still have to check it out all the time.

My son’s grades had gotten so low that, out of desperation, I had offered him a deal. If he got one letter grade better in any class, he’d get a blowjob for each, every week, once per day until the next report card came. He had seven classes

My son’s grades had gotten so low that, out of desperation, I had offered him a deal. If he got one letter grade better in any class, he’d get a blowjob for each, every week, once per day until the next report card came. He had seven classes

Lazy Sundays with my brother were the best.

Lazy Sundays with my brother were the best.

My father was a huge Star Wars and robotics guy and when I saw this outfit I knew exactly how I was going to get his attention for once and for all.

My father was a huge Star Wars and robotics guy and when I saw this outfit I knew exactly how I was going to get his attention for once and for all.

After my husband died, I grieved for awhile and then moved on. Now that my son was the man of the house, I told him of the tradition his father and I had - every time he made me breakfast, I would eat with my pajama top open. Just a titillating little

After my husband died, I grieved for awhile and then moved on. Now that my son was the man of the house, I told him of the tradition his father and I had - every time he made me breakfast, I would eat with my pajama top open. Just a titillating little

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