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After that class, I caught up to her asking when did she have lunch. Indian sex Patty and I talked while sitting on my bed. I moaned softly as she took my cock into her mouth. Once home Patty gave mom her phone number. She slowly started working her pussy down on my cock. I thought she had heard about my fun with my cousin. Patty and I stood up and we walked hand in hand to the hallway bathroom. I moaned softly as she took my cock into her mouth. I suckled on her breasts as I fucked her slow and steady. I saw her sniff at those wet sheets as she removed them from my bed. Patty bent over pulling her butt cheeks apart. She was a lovely young woman. Mom looked at me as she told us she had missed her charm at their parties as well. My pre-cum was soon leaking from my cock. Patty stood before me naked. “You’re making us both look bad ” mom added tapping her foot. “Well as cute as you are and a football star you should have a girlfriend,” Patty said smiling. Patty explained most of those girls had the look of hate in their eyes when they looked at her. Then used her tongue to lick at my pee hole.

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