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I know you were upset when Daddy went off and married a MUCH younger woman...but I think if you give me a chance, I can show you that having a sexy, slutty, wet and willing MILF for a step mother can be a lot of fun!
I simply adore teaching innocent young virgins...seducing them by letting them get "accidental" glimpses of my shaved pussy when I walk around in nothing but a towel...giving them tight hugs and pressing my warm, soft tits against them...there's nothing I love more than a fine, hot young hardon poking into my hip when I give you a "motherly" kiss!
I might just cocktease you, walking around in tight white shorts, bending over to let you stare at my bouncy tits or tight tanned ass. Maybe I'll let you listen in while I fuck your father, moaning louder and hotter because I know you're listening with one hand on your cock...and then crawl in bed with you afterwards and show you how wet I still am!
Call me now, sweetie -- it'll be our little secret! Daddy doesn't have to know...
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1 (888) 430-2010April 16, 2010
They walk down the street- faces reflecting a calmness so unfamiliar to me. Little eyes looking up at them; unknowingly relying upon their presence. We share the same planet, yet I feel upon another. To know the warmth of a soft breath upon my neck and the soundness of sleep upon my breast is no more than a mystery. Time does not cure all wounds of the heart when the soul remains unfulfilled. My eyes turn to the sky and I wonder why I am on a path that no longer fits my feet? Like a flower awaiting spring so it can burst forth with all its splendor, color and life so lies my love- dormant within the depths of my heart yearning to burst forth and be poured upon another. I push my carriage on the sidewalks of life and peer into it; hoping to see love gazing up into my eyes; unconditional, pure, beautiful and magical- only to find the carriage empty. © Ellen M. DuBois Minnie
April 5, 2010
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