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" What makes you think I would want to hurt you?" She said.He pulled his head back to look at Kelly as she looked at him.They were staring into each others eyes again.Although Kelly's plan was only to seduce Joe she did strangely feel some attraction towards him, even after all he had done to her.Kelly let Joe make the next move, locking lips and pulling each other in close.Joe was captured, he couldn't let go. Kelly's plan was working but she realised that she couldn't stop it ether, she was addicted to his kiss and becoming aroused. The kiss continued as Kelly started walking backwards towards the bed, guiding Joe along with her.As the backs of her knees touched the bed she temporarily broke the kiss off to sit down, Joe bent over with her, kneeling on the bed by her side. Kelly struggled to push herself up onto the bed without being able to press her elbows into the mattress. She lifted her arms up, over Joe's head, allowing him to pull his arms out of her cuffed circle and giving. Mom was only partly covered by the sheet. I pulled it away, feeling horny again. Her ass stuck up in the air like a ripe peach. It looked so inviting. I remembered that I had thrown a nearly empty bottle of suntan oil into the bathroom trash bin. Mom never stirred as I got up to get it. She was still in the same position when I got back. I lay down beside her again and poured some of the oil onto the crater created by the curve of her spine. Even the coldness of the liquid didn’t wake her. I rubbed it all over her firm ass until it shone a slippery opaque sheen. Then I poured a blob directly onto her anus. I worked it in with my index finger, thinking she was bound to wake as I forced it up her. But no, I put the whole of my finger right up her ass, gave it a turn or two, but still Mom didn’t move. She was in a really deep sleep. By now I had a stiffy that was the equal of anything that I had had the night before. I spread Mom’s legs a little and positioned myself in between them..
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