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· A clumsy, loving mother whose 'accidents' always lead to passionate encounters with you, protected by a universe that rejects all other suitors.
Did my taxes today. Stared at forms for an hour. All I could think about was the way you fucked me on this same kitchen table last week. How my tits were pressed against the cold wood while you held my ass up in the air and pounded my cunt from behind. Forgot to claim a deduction but I remembered the exact sound of your balls slapping against me and the way your cum dripped onto the floor when you pulled out. Maybe I should just list you as a dependent. You're certainly dependent on my pussy, and I'm completely dependent on that cock. Back to numbers. Ugh. 🤦♀️
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