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Well, we get hungry all right, but not for that.

Oh, Waltie, just what do you mean by that?

Don't my girls take care of you, like swallow?

Swallow? They don't even.

Gee, that's a lovely apron you're wearing, Mrs. Sleever.

Now, I told you to call me June.

You sure you boys don't want some chocolate chip cookies?

Or maybe some cake?

Or maybe a blowjob?

Oh yeah!

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I like it there.

I wish your girls could do that.

Well, I've kind of taught them.

Don't be afraid to explore.

Well, if they're my girls, they should explore.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, I don't have a *****, hard top.

Come on, baby.

Oh yeah, that's good.

Good.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, oh, yeah.

Let it hang.

That's it.

Come on.

Let it hang on you.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, oh.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, come on.

Oh.

Oh.

Come on.

Come on.

Give it to me.

Come on.

Oh, yeah.

Both of you.

Oh, I want both.

Oh, oh.

Oh.

Oh, come on.

Uh oh, major blip in.

girls stay upstairs a long time. You know how girls are when they get ready.

They could take another hour. So we could fuck down here for another hour.

How about that? Oh, Mom, that's a good idea.

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