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Yes…. YESSSSSS…. OH GOD YESSSSS!’ Haley screamed as she finally orgasmed. She slid off, exhausted. ‘I’ll never forget that’ Haley said, as she traded kisses with Dylan and Claire. ‘Its not over yet honey… Dylan will have one last present to give us. Dylan, are you ready to give us our facials?’ Dylan nodded with a smile. He was about ready to blow! ‘I love facials! But how will Dylan give us one?’ Haley said, confused. Claire laughed ‘This is a better kind of facial. Come on… down on your knees.’ She and Haley got to her knees. Dylan stood up in front of them, his cock pointed at their faces. ‘Now, we suck it like before…’ Claire instructed as she and Haley went to work pleasuring Dylan’s cock with their hands and mouths. ‘Until….’ ‘I’m pretty close, Mrs. Dunphy!’ Dylan said. Claire took her mouth off Dylan’s cock and kept jerking it. ‘Oh!’ Dylan said as he started to cum. Claire generously pointed the cock straight at Haley’s face for the first blast. A thick stream of white cum. Brad noticed that every player was wearing a suit or sports coat and slacks. He made a note to tell Dad he may have to buy several suits if he is drafted.“Abby you might want to do up the buttons on your dress. I don’t mind the cleavage you’re showing but your brother might,” Scott warned. Abby instead, buttoned up her coat.“There he is! “Abby smiled, patting Brad’s right knee and standing. She hurried over to a stocky, well-dressed teen who stood about five-ten and Brad guessed to be about 200 pounds. She put her arms around his neck and gave him a big kiss and hug.“Hi Peter, I’ve missed you!”“I’ve missed you too Abby,” he replied. He partially ignored her affection, kissing and hugging her lightly. His main attention was fixed on the boy with her. “Is that the asshole I saw kissing you? And what’s all this about Dad kissing a strange woman?”“Oh ... so you saw us on the giant screen. Vicky is a close friend of Brad’s parents and Brad and I are on sort of a date.”“And you had to kiss.
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