1. s****r Victoria's Secret


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Lesbian Sex, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 88, Source: xHamster

    pussy was wide open, closing back to its original shape only slowly, and I pushed my tongue inside, lapping at the soft pink interior. She was wonderful tangy, a strong pungent taste, and I drank as much of her as I could before crawling up and falling asl**p in her arms. =-=-==-=-= Our cover was that of a well to do, recently divorced woman and her only daughter, moving to Seattle to enjoy a quiet life of privilege. Sounded simple enough, and really not all that different from my real life's experience. The Senator, apparently, was good for the funding, although I hadn't been briefed on any of those details. &#034What you don't know, can't hurt us.&#034 Mom had told me. And then she'd gone on to explain that it wasn't personal, just that my lack of experience worked against me in some ways. I'd know only what I needed to about the operational details, and that way I could focus exclusively on my role. I guess it made sense, and it certainly made me feel like a k**, that was for sure. When I'd really been 12 I hadn't known or cared about where our money came from, I just knew we had it. I was struck with a great wave of deja vu. We had a nice house in a nice part of Seattle, the north part and right on the Sound. We had a little boat house, but no boat. Our sailboat was tied up at the marina. Mom drove a late model Jaguar and one of my instant and biggest regrets on seeing it was that I'd surrendered all my real identification, including my driver's license, to the Bureau ...
    for safe keeping. &#034Please, mom? Pretty please? With sugar on top? With ice cream? Mom!!!! Please!&#034 &#034Nope, nope, nope...You can't drive until your 16, Becky.&#034 Mom would take extra pleasure from promising me things she'd never have to deliver. &#034When you turn 16 I'll buy you a car, any car you want.&#034 She was always testing me too. &#034When is your birthday?&#034 &#034July 27th.&#034 I muttered, sulking in the passenger seat. &#034Don't pout, dear. You're too pretty for that.&#034 Mom was saying. I just stared out the window. Sometimes, I think, we sort of got on each other's nerves with our roles. We couldn't always tell what was real and what was an act. I really wanted to drive that car, you know? We could have gone someplace, out in the country, and done it. But noooo...She had to play mother all the time now! It wasn't fair. We'd been there about two weeks, getting settled and everything. I'd spent most of that time just practicing being a teenage girl in public. I spent hours and hours at the mall. Enough so I had the three highest scores on the Brittany Spears Dance Machine at the arcade. This was my first day of school, which was both tedious, since I hadn't particularly enjoyed 7th grade the first time I'd gone through it, and exciting, because this time I really was smarter than my teachers. I had a master's degree, for crying out loud, and I was only 22...How many of those people could say that? I instantly corrected myself mentally. I was only ...
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