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Becky did not have anything to grab hold of, so she clenched her fists tightly as she braced herself on the floor for an onslaught of orgasmic waves. Becky was getting near explosion. I was going to make her cum.Becky began to shake. Her ass began to vibrate on the bathroom's tiled floor. The spasms of delight that formed intervals caused her to flex her feet and plant the soles firmly on the cold tile. The muscles in her thin smooth legs tightened in unison. The heat began to fill her crevice even more. Becky's clit began to suddenly pulse on my tongue. The constrictions were coming faster and faster. I would take her right to the edge and when Becky was about to pop, remove my lips so I could see her body release sexual energy."Uh, uuhh, uuuhhh! Oh Blade, I'm gonna..." Becky yelled and leaned her head back. She was going to cum! I gave her pussy one more good lick. From bottom to top, I glided my tongue through her about to explode fleshy division then removed my lips. Slowly, I. I checked my mirror, I was pretty sure I could see his face slightly illuminated by the glow from my room, but he seemed to move back as if he realised that was possible. I knew he was watching though. In fact I think he realised I knew, and that we were both engaged in an unspoken sexual thrill show.. Who was the greater pervert? Probably me!So I danced. Slowly and, I hope, sensually. I ran one arm down the other, I caressed my breasts, I turned round so he could see me fully displayed. I bent down, open-legged, I pulled myself open. I lay on the floor and spread myself again and again. I pulled up one leg and with the other pointed towards him, I pulled up my bottom cheeks for maximum opening of my vulva. I put fingers inside myself. I was like the ultimate final stage of the most disgusting strip show I could imagine. Then I went completely crazy. I reached under my bed for the potty I had kept there unused for years. I squatted over it, with my back to his gaze, pulled my vaginal.
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