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Our Sex Triangle: Mom Sissy & Me
Confessions Of An American College Baller
The statute of limitations has run its course on these sexy tales. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and not-so-innocent Moms & Daughters.
Alarms are the primary source of awakening for most Americans. The sound from my alarm while visiting my dead father's wife and daughter in Los Angeles had a God-awful sound.
Making love to the fairest California blonde in all the land had a few hidden advantages. The main one is my alarm on this fine morning are the kisses of a goddess. My step-sister Angie.
I feel soft kisses on my lips, cheeks, and forehead. I opened my eyes and there the sweet lovely thing was, smiling, staring me down. She speaks in a hushed tone.
“Hi, Brother.”
Our legs are like pretzels. She snuggles up tight against my naked body. Angie is so toasty warm, awakening lying next to her felt almost as good as making love to her last night.
