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me 15 him 16..i wasnt allowed to have boys in my bedroom so we were making out in teh living room...now my house has very few actual doors..its all just open doorways...needless to say after 2 hours of macking we got frisky and i went down...my mother peeks her head in..just as he finishes..he pulled up his pants very fast so i was pretty sure my mother didnt see his member...what i didnt count on is the proof being on my face as i went to go see what she wanted...
she took it pretty well..
said nothing except to offer me mouth wash because "a lady shouldnt have that particular scent on her breath" and point out "something" on my face with a bemused expression..
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Some mornings, it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.
Play with each other. Play with yourselves. Just don't play with the squirrels, they bite.
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