He glared at Lori."Thank God your mother isn't here to see this, young lady!"Cindy cocked her head, and smiled."Where is Missus Hood, Mister Hood?" Wh...t? Oh, she's over at Martha's. There's some sort of club meeting tonight…"John was staring at Lynn's tremendous knockers, his lips tight.Cindy winked at Lynn and Lori."Um… Mister Hood?" she said quietly."What?" he said, glancing down at Lynn's almost hairless cuntlips and seeing the wetness down her thighs…Cindy stepped up to John, took his hand. Then he pulled his t-shirt over his head and discarded it as well."Hmmm. You're in pretty decent shape, mister."Will silently congratulated himself on his ability to stick to his biweekly gym visits. He knew he was no underwear model, but he exercised for toning, and he watched what he ate most of the time."Right back at you, ma'am."Claire slid her open shirt off her shoulders with casual grace, and then slipped her arms out of the sleeves before letting it drop to the floor. Now all the fabric. More

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