#140890 - ” “Your favourite,” husked Stacey as her own hands started to duplicate that of her daughter's and both women were touching themselves almost ready to make the first move and cross that boundary. Putting it back guiltily Stacey tidied the room and when she lifted the laptop from the bed and onto the chest of drawers when to her surprise it sprang into life. As she slowly moved her hand back and forward inside her Stacey's pussy Becky could see her mother’s finger flutter on her forearm like small birds.
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