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“Uhh,” Emily began, innocently flicking her eyes away allure from the drug paraphernalia as the glove box was closed again, and finally took at look at the object Samantha was handing her. “…What tight is this?” “S’a perky little oriental charm, like for good luck, health and prosperity and all that,” Samantha explained. “This one, though, this was in my Mom’s little shoebox o’ treasures with those polaroids and everything.” “It’s neat,” Emily said, turning it over in her hands. “Why’d you grab this , of all things?” “Dunno,” Samantha answered honestly. “Just sorta spoke to me, I guess. I’m not superstitious or nothin’, but since it was with all that other weird stuff, it seems more… like it was, y’know, important, or significant or somethin’. Had it hanging there from my rear-view mirror, right up ‘till the funeral. Kiiinda don’t wanna risk Mom randomly recognizing it now and really flipping out on me. adorable So, I want you to have it.” “Are you sure?” Emily asked. “You’re not gonna… put it back where you found it?” “Too late for that,” Samantha snorted. tight pussy “She sure as hell went through all her little mementos soon as she heard the news. Fuck me, right? Had it just dangling out in the open there for forever. Damned lucky she never noticed it, that would not have been a fun conversation. I mean, she’s never in here, ‘cause she hates my driving, but still.” “Well… it’s really cool,” Emily said. “Thank you.” “No sweat, little sistah,” Samantha laughed. "Don't worry slave, I just want you to know I'm still in charge." Sam pulled the new mother into the van and plopped tight pussy her down on the back seat beside Becky. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! The only problem with that was perky that the plan allure worked a little too well and the two of them ended up fucking around behind Bella’s back. I was ready, and we both knew I was. Personifying his penis and speaking for it in third person, he likes you. My juices gushed out, bathing his hand. “Three adorable blocks on the right is a green house. The room fell completely silent as they processed what I’d just said. “Your sister kissed me, and she got me so horny, and then I saw your tits and... and... She offered me another blow job, but I countered with breakfast. I squealed in agony and ecstasy, riding that line at life’s perfect edge, reveling in his anger, wallowing in my debasement. It looked like it would start raining at any minute. Dad cut me off with a raised hand and a stern expression. I started to drop subtle hints to my school buddies that I really enjoyed being fucked in the ass and as I knew it would, word spread tight quickly with the desired results. “Yes, love it, it is a huge turn on.” But something makes me wonder if I should right now.”