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Her head threw back as the clothespins swayed while her swollen breasts jiggled.One after the other, we circled her tits. She moaned louder and louder... Her face contorted. I breathed in deeply, inhaling tangy musk. Her mother dripped juices as we applied more and more of them. I’d heard Lee or my mother making noises like this, that mix of pain and pleasure.Agony and rapture.“You like this, don’t you, Mother?” hissed Stefani, clamping a clothespin on her mother’s upper tit.“It’s ... it’s...”. "Now sit down" She did, moaning as the plastic cock shifted inside of her."Now, you're going to do exactly what I say, okay?" I brought my hand down from her back to her firm ass, and gave it a squeeze."Please..." she whispered. I shook my head, and squeezed her tight teen ass again. She nodded reluctantly.The class went on as normal for several minutes. We were in the very left edge of the class room, with nothing behind us but wall. This allowed me to, every so often, lift the back of her. More

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