By all means, there was non of that (part 1)

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By all means, there was non of that (part 1)By all means, there was non of that. Non of the rushed conclusions, that Sandra might’ve ended up with. Of course, she’d never accused a long time girlfriend of something like that. Especially THAT.Despite she had been trying to think of Rick as a nice boy, she also knew he’d been having a thing for the older women. It might’ve seen as cute sometimes. Surely it was kinda flattering, ’cause Rick fancied all his mom’s friends, middle aged women, including her, aunty Sandra. But considering the i****tual element its all seems a bit uglier now. Like… What were they thinking? When did the all thing started?Ok. Everyone would agree. It’s common fantasy. You can even say it is a widespread fantasy. But.. Now, that she’ve noticed them being bahis firmaları intimate with each other… Could she really feel herself not to be entitled? For Christ sake, she’s not that different at all. She had also been troubled by some thoughts of letting herself to be less strict in regard of all this. But she simply couldn’t imagine all the milestones. For a moment Sandra’ve been felt curious. By looking at the ones she knew, she couldn’t say definetely wether it would’ve worked out or not. Seemed like Jenny and her son Rick got quite accustomed to that. Or at least, that’s what Jennifer has been saying. She was all like, “no! it’s not exactly what it seems..” But then she acknowledged some part of it, which was enough to get the picture. “So… have you two been kaçak iddaa having fun?””Sandy, dear…” There was a certain tension between two women. Jennifer didn’t try to explain anything. Sandra didn’t asked her to. But after sometime they returned to their usual talkative mod without any strict intention whatsoever to intrude into any detail of their personal lives. That’s how Sandra found out it wasn’t much of a deal anymore for Jenny and Rick to be engaging in those type of relations. In time, they’ve gotten more relaxed. They bodies kinda used up to each other. So, now it was rather the matter of convenience. “Do you really mean it?””Yes. Why?””Frankly, you freaking me out, Jenny. You both freaking me out.””Don’t get mad, Sandy. I’m not asking you to understand, you know…””Oh, kaçak bahis I know. Thank you for that.””You’re welcome.”They’ve chat a bit longer about all sorts of stuff. Their relations seemed to returned to their usual point. Sandy got frightened by a sudden and vague feeling of hidden excitement behind all the fancy words. Clearly, Jenny was hiding something. Or maybe she didn’t want to go deep into the true nature of her feelings. Anyway, Sandy got all worked up. When next days later she saw Rick, she could only think of Jenny giving him a head. She couldn’t see him as an innocent boy anymore. He’ve become the one whom she’d allowed to facefuck her ferociously. (‘Cause that’s what they’d been doing anyway, right?) And what would’ve happened right after that? He would’ve become violating her dripping wet pussy in any possible way and position. Wouldn’t it be wonderful? “Hi, aunty!” said Rick. “Is everything okay?” he added, noticing Sandra’s face gone all red. ///to be continued\\\

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