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“Talking about Eric said Aunt Leslie; he called earlier to speak with his little princess. I don’t think what I was seeing qualified as cleavage. A few strawberry blonde pussy hairs where trying to grow, but I thought it looked gross. They were in the stall right around the corner and if I left mine, I would be discovered. “You didn’t pop her cherry now did you?”
“Of course not, I just licked her pussy to make sure there was no injury. Sure enough, Aunt Leslie was lying on her bed, naked, legs wide spread and she was pushing this huge fluorescent green thing in and out of her pussy with one hand while playing with her tits with the other. “Are you having a good time?”
“I sure am. Hello, this is Maggie, the cook. I answered back.
