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Revealing Miranda
by Kris Kennedy
My wife and I just had early morning sex. Oh, she's back to sleep now, already, and I'm off to work. But I can smell her all over the room. Her sweat from rocking and angling and pushing, so her clit could get drubbed and rubbed against my superimposed weight. That scent mixes with the juice that's all in the sheets and probably still wet on her inner thighs, mixes with the faint remains of last night's perfume. I love to fuck Vicki in the morning. She's loose and open and soft and I can push in and in until I feel like I'm at the gates of forever.
Yeah, all dressed now. I star
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Looking forward to the next one while smiling
politely.