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I wasenraptured and I could feel myself getting hard again."Plenty of time for that later," my wife said with a wicked little grin."Let's go." I still...don't think I can pull this off." Well, do you want to?" she pouted."I love to. I really would. But I don't carry myself like a woman." Nowthe truth was I had been practicing my feminine strut for quite a while.I just need a little ego boast and she gave it to me."From what I saw, you walk like a catwalk model!" she winked."Fine. Let's go. I'm. Ben, I’m your mother,” she faltered.”I’m just here to help you, “I answered. “No one will ever know.”I took the towel from her hands and dropped it to the floor, fully exposing her body. Predictably, she raised one arm to cover her breasts, the other shot downward to conceal her genitals. I lowered my head, kissed her again on her lips, then on her neck. My mouth traveled to her chest, gently kissed her right nipple, then took as much of her generous tit in my mouth as I could, and started. More

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