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Mom’s lessons to the boyfriend

I woke up, the alarm clock said it was just past midnight, and I headed downstairs for a glass of something cold to drink. In the kitchen, I could hear some muffled sounds from the living room. I peeked in, and saw Suzanne, my daughter and her boyfriend Rick, on the couch. Her blouse and bra, along with his shirt, were draped over the back of the couch. Rick’s hands were roaming all over Suzanne’s breasts, squeezing and fondling her throbbing tits, bringing moans of pleasure from her. Rick’s hands wandered lower, he unzipped her...

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