Like I said, I’d always feared that my memory of me and my mother laughing (well, the man with long red hair and I were both laughing too), had somehow been a dream and not a true memory
. And somehow I didn’t realize, until the dog’s face was once again buried in my crotch and that big, wet tongue was lapping at the cotton-covered bulge down there, that I was only seconds away from blowing another load of cum.
. . The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates
Like I said, I’d always feared that my memory of me and my mother laughing (well, the man with long red hair and I were both laughing too), had somehow been a dream and not a true memory
. And somehow I didn’t realize, until the dog’s face was once again buried in my crotch and that big, wet tongue was lapping at the cotton-covered bulge down there, that I was only seconds away from blowing another load of cum.
. . The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates
Like I said, I’d always feared that my memory of me and my mother laughing (well, the man with long red hair and I were both laughing too), had somehow been a dream and not a true memory
. And somehow I didn’t realize, until the dog’s face was once again buried in my crotch and that big, wet tongue was lapping at the cotton-covered bulge down there, that I was only seconds away from blowing another load of cum.
. . The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates
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