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Her insides heaved."Emma?" her mom called."One minute," she shouted back.She swished some minty Scope around in her mouth, gargled, spit, and splashed some cold water on her face."What?" she asked, coming out of her bathroom, wiping her face and hands on a towel that she promptly tossed onto a chair.Her mother was sitting on her bed."We need to talk..." About?" Your attitude lately!" I'm PMSing." So take some Midol..."Her typical mother. She was pregnant ... as if Emma didn't already have a little brother and sister (sixth grade twins Peter and Hillary), and an older brother already in college.Pregnancy also implied a huge attitude, which she used as an excuse to bother Emma constantly."Have your baby already..." Emma groaned, and went to the closet to pick out her outfit. Her closet was full of designer clothes, shoes, and accessories."Mom, can I borrow something of yours? Ante pregnancy?"Her mother was a tiny little thing."Sure honey," she was smiling perkily like her usual,. What Rob does do, at least right now, is lick, kiss and nibble Emily's neck while his hand is out of sight up her dress. The dress is mostly scrunched up her smooth, slightly furry thighs, one of which is airborne with a foot wedged against the seat in front of them. She moans softly as his arm moves, suggesting the slow finger-fucking she is receiving. Her hips move slowly against his hand, and although I can only make out part of it, I'm pretty sure she is whispering instructions into his ear about using his thumb to rub her clit while his middle finger probes her wet vagina. Rob moved his free hand to her chest, pushing her t-shirt up to her shoulders and then moving his mouth to her breasts, licking and sucking each nipple in turn. Emily makes muffled whimpering noises as she squirms against and under him even more. A hand grabs and rubs his back, another slides through his hair, then on to the back of his neck, kneading and squeezing.Rob's hand is moving more insistently now, and.
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As I got into the van he smiled and asked what I was wearing, I just told him to wait and see. He had a t shirt and jeans on, still looking like a chubby lumberjack. He drove us out to a park and parked up. I asked why we were stopping and he told me to get out. I did as he asked and followed him to the back of the van. He opened the doors to reveal an empty van apart from a mattress on the floor."Take your coat off and get on the bed."I slipped my coat and shoes off and threw them in the back. He whistled his approval of my outfit and began to strip off. For the first time I saw him naked and knew he could do anything to me. He was a lot taller than me and far more muscled and toned. He had a slight beer belly and little man boobs developing. There was hair all over his body leading down to a cock that must have been ten inches and rock solid. His balls were tightly packed underneath his dick and waiting to unload into or over me.I lay on my back on the mattress. He leant over me.

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