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Oh, I know you have to go back home to her; I have to return home too. I love to watch you get dressed. It’s a slower pace from when you first got here and couldn’t wait to get naked. I know you really don’t want to go. You must so you can slip out again another time.
Who would have thought a boy my boys played football with would be fucking their Mama? I loved being the one to teach you.