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Another cup of coffee and she asked again if she could see our loft, I agreed I had no reason not to. I went upstairs and pulled the ladders down and ...he followed me up. She was wearing a blue top, black pants, I’d worked out she’d come straight from work. When the ladders were down she climbed nervously up one rung at a time she seemed unsteady.When she got to the top she commented how spacious our loft was and then slowly made her way down, again one rung at a time. I noticed how massive her. Please it feels too good. Please stop " I smiled and moved up to her pussy. I could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. Her head dropped back and she moaned even louder as I spread her pussy and licked harder. Every time I teased her soft wet clit with my tongue her body twitched and she moaned. " please daddy. Please no more " she begged. I just looked up at her and started to lightly suck her clit. She started struggling again and moaning. Then the moaning stopped and she started. More

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