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I kind of figured Dani was up to something mischievous and fun, so I decided to play along.“Are you sure about this?” I asked.“I have the keys,” Dani replied. “My Aunt is gone for the rest of the day.”I pulled my shirt from my blue jeans. Dani tapped my ankle and slipped between my spread legs, rubbing her bare leg up against my inner thigh. She leaned forward and whispered into my left ear.“Just relax and go with it,” Dani whispered.She took my hands and placed them on her uncovered and bare breasts.“This is not fair,” I said.“Just go with it,” Dani instructed.Dani unbuttoned my button-down shirt, and then teasingly removed it from me, as she rubbed her hand over my chest. Next, she unfastened my belt and then stripped me of my blue jeans and my boxer shorts. This time, she pulled my pants and underwear completely off from me. I sat in the chair completely naked, except for my socks, which came off next.My eight and half inch erection rested on my lower abdomen. Dani wrapped her. Today I can’t truly say what mother’s face looked like that moment but I remember a positive feeling, so let’s say she smile, too. Beside the joy of being pregnant I felt some other feeling, quite as strong. It was pride. Yes I must confess I was pride that I had knocked my mummy up. It wasn’t like we hadn’t risked it. Since we had started being a couple and mistress and slave at the same time I had cum inside mummy like a hundred times. So who would be surprised?I walked up to mummy; she stood there in the bathroom her vagina exposed, the left leg on the toilet. She wore a see through black silk robe, wide opened. Her great silicone breasts stood up like cruise missiles and she smiled at her boy holding the blue test stripe in her right hand. I could smell her fresh urine and see sweet shiny yellow drops glittering on her pussy.As I walked up to her I starched out my arms I wore my usual working jeans and had removed my shirt when I had come into the house. Mum stretched out her.
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